Overheard as I was walking back into my dorm:
(Super drunk, scantily clad girl): I'm really not that drunk
(Holding his liquor well, jeans and hoodie'd boy): Yes you are.
Stumble. Catch. Instantaneous love (or drunken lust) electrifies the now-couple. Someone's getting some form of booty tonight.
Wistful sigh.
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