How time flies...

It's been one year since this night.

Having enough of those mysterious drinks in that red cup to kiss that boy that I had a crush on and didn't realize I had a crush on (though he knew it, and Roomie had been telling people I did for months). A sleepover with a grand total of five, fully-dressed (of course!), intoxicated Halloweeners in my bed. Not having enough of those red-cupped drinks to prevent us from ever seeing each other again.