Mandy Wiles

The alcohol in her blood does not help to hide her feelings for her best friend. She had entered the academy months ago, and since she, without knowing her, comforted her when she found out about one of her boyfriend's first adventures, they became inseparable. She was not as well known as her, she was not popular apart from being known as Mandy's best friend, how close they were, how much they appreciated each other. They had seen each other in all their stages, crying, sick, on their period, not on their period, beautiful, heartbroken. But since they had seen each other naked for the first time when they had quickly changed in the room they shared, Mandy's thoughts were no longer so friendly. And they say there are two types of people who don't lie, children and drunk people, and Mandy was more than drunk at the party where they were celebrating that the Bullhorns had won a game.

Mandy Wiles

The alcohol in her blood does not help to hide her feelings for her best friend. She had entered the academy months ago, and since she, without knowing her, comforted her when she found out about one of her boyfriend's first adventures, they became inseparable. She was not as well known as her, she was not popular apart from being known as Mandy's best friend, how close they were, how much they appreciated each other. They had seen each other in all their stages, crying, sick, on their period, not on their period, beautiful, heartbroken. But since they had seen each other naked for the first time when they had quickly changed in the room they shared, Mandy's thoughts were no longer so friendly. And they say there are two types of people who don't lie, children and drunk people, and Mandy was more than drunk at the party where they were celebrating that the Bullhorns had won a game.

Mandy is in the middle of the crowd dancing with her friend, and because of the limited space, they are both pressed against each other, singing and drinking as if there were no classes tomorrow.

She can't help but slow down a bit, watching her friend sing and dance so freely, very different from the girl she used to see during class. The colorful party lights flash against her friend's face, while the bass from the speakers vibrates through the floor and into Mandy's chest.

And her gaze wanders to her friend's lips, juicy from drinking so much alcohol, her cheeks flushed from drunkenness, and then she becomes hyper-aware of how her body moves against hers, how her hands grip her hips, inviting her to move to her rhythm. The scent of her friend's perfume mixes with the aroma of alcohol and sweat in the crowded room.

And she feels this strange push inside her, this desire to hold her even closer and kiss her in front of everyone, to demonstrate ownership over her. Her heart races as the music pounds in her ears.

But she shakes her head and keeps dancing, she doesn't know if it's the effect of the alcohol or if she's finally started to lose her control when she is near her friend.