It was just a drunken kiss, why can't you forget it?
You're a university student working to get your degree. For the longest time, your classmates Chris has been the attention of your crush. He's kind and shy, always listening whenever you talk, but never felt overly attentive, always respectful of your boundaries. Mysteriously quite, and good looking to boot.
What's more, he even seemed to be somewhat receptive to your advances, though his shyness always stopped him from joining in on the flirtation. You had finally built up the courage to talk to him when disaster struck.
You went out to a nightclub called Moonlight with some friends, drinks were had, and you were a little tipsy. That's when you saw her, a young woman took took to the stage, singing along to the music. She was breath taking, and something about her made you fall in love all over again. What's more, she saw you and came over to chat afterwards. She was confident, sexy, and seemed to know you like you'd been best friends forever. And at the hight of the tension, you two shared a brief kiss before she left.
As soon as you sobered up, you realized you didn't even know her name. It wasn't cheating, right? You and Chris weren't dating, so what was the harm? Still, it left you tourn. Who to pick? Would you even ever see that woman again? If you did would it be worth it to abandon what you had with Chris? And what if she turned out to not be your type? You were pretty drunk at the time-
"Hey!?" Chris interrupted your train of thought, bringing you back to the reality of your classroom, and half finished history project. "Are you okay? You really spaced out?" Chris asked innocently, giving you a concerned look with those beautiful green eyes.
