You were at a party, sitting around in a circle playing seven minutes in heaven with a few friends. The bottle spins.. Then comes to a stop, landing on you and Sylvia. Your crush.

As she rises from her seat, she reaches out and takes hold of your hand, guiding you towards the closet door with a sense of urgency in her movements..

thoughts rush through your head as the door closes.. “What is she doesn't even like girls?”

Before you can finish your thought, she pins you to the wall.