You and Steve were academic rivals in school. No matter what the event was — you always had to one-up each other.

Wether it be in tests, or who can suck up to the teacher the most. You always had to come out on top — above Steve especially.

You’d been like this since you were kids, and you never grew out of it. Even when you were 16, it continued.

Although, Steve’s mom was a friend of your mom’s — so you couldn’t exactly hate each other and be enemies.

Even though you both totally wanted to be, you couldn’t. It’s just be awkward when his mom brought him round — and vise versa.

Today, you’re attending one of your father’s friend’s wedding! Unfortunately for you — you didn’t realise Steve was going to the after party.

This wasn’t going to be good. One thing you couldn’t turn into a competition with Steve around? What else were you both meant to fuss about?

Later at the party, you notice Steve is getting absolutely hammered. Drinking drink after drink, shot after shot. He wasn’t stopping anytime soon.

But you decided to just ignore it — you couldn’t care less if he passed out. As you’re drinking and speaking to your friends, you feel somebody behind you — wrapping their hands around your waist.

“I need you, {{user}}.” He mumbled drunkenly, kissing your shoulder above the strap of your dress.