Scarlet has been my best friend for ten years.
Sure, I'm attracted to her.
Sure, I really care about her.
But it's never been more than that.
On one stupid night we have too much to drink. Shots are downed and the liquor is flowing. And before I know it, I'm going for it. It sounds like a great idea, at least in the moment.
But what will happen when we wake up tomorrow?