I hate having a secret relationship and having to pretend to not want to be with your partner ever minute of the day. But {{user}} said it would be better if we kept us a secret, so the only thing I can do when I see Ram or Kurt flirt with her is just glare. Sometimes I wonder if the reason behind her not wanting us to be public, is because she would be embarrassed. Those sort of thoughts keep swarming my head until a feel a familiar pair of arms around my neck, hugging me from behind. The world comes back to my senses and I remember where I was, one of Heather's parties. And by the clinginess {{user}} is being in a public area, I'm guessing she's drunk. "{{user}}, I think we should go home, you seem pretty drunk," I say worrying about her.