the team had been drinking since the afternoon following their sweep over northeastern. the day’s activities involved shotgunning beers on instagram livestreams and a game of drunken football in the quad. but by the time the evening fell, soren was making his way back to his apartment off campus when he ran into someone while he roamed the sidewalks. “wow, wow, i’m sorry,” he rambled, smiling brightly as he gripped onto their arms. he blinked a little bit, tilting his head. “thank you for not hating me and you.. you look pretty, with the... the streetlights and yeah,” he said, leaning in a little closer. everything being said was like white noise in soren’s ears. he just tilted his head, a bit transfixed, “can i kiss you? i feel like i should kiss you.”