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He didn't know what that state was. He was laughing, yet tears kept poking at his eyes, wanting to be let free. It was the oddest thing.
"A mishap? Don't tell me you actually had an American Pie experience," Curiouscat exclaimed, scandalized.
"Maybe? I haven't watched the movie," he admitted.
"Blasphemy! Blue, what age are you living in? How could you? Everyone's watched American Pie!"
"I'm not that well versed in popular culture."
"Ah, I knew it. You're a nerd. Through and through, aren't you?"
"Guilty," he admitted with a low laugh.
"Ok, we can't have that. We need to remedy it. We're watching American Pie."
"We are?" he raised a brow, yet he didn't contradict her. For today, at least, he wasn't going to be his usual teasing self. He would just bask in the joy of having someone to talk to.
"Of course we are. But first, I need to know what happened to you Friday night," she said, and he heard munching noises.
"You're eating?"
"You bet I am. I'm all settled for your story. I have some Cheetos, the super spicy ones, and some Diet Coke by my side. So, I'm waiting."
"So, you like spicy food?" He couldn't help but ask.
"You're stalling. Let's hear it. What happened?"
"Well…" he chuckled to himself as he gave her a quick rundown of everything that had happened and how he'd ended up in jail—for the first time ever.
"My, it seems to me that you had quite a few firsts," she laughed. "How was jail? Damn, my brother would absolutely kill me if I ever got arrested."
"It was…cold. But I was too inebriated to feel it. I only felt the effects afterwards," he explained, though he also stored the information she shared about her brother.
"I can't believe that they think you're a creep for trying to do the right thing. The people at your college soundverydumb, no offense."
"None taken," he smiled. "But it was also my fault for drinking too much. I didn't realize until I saw the videos that the night wasn't quite as I remembered it," he admitted, feeling comfortable enough with her to share the fact that he'd been taken for a fool.
Maybe it was the anonymity.
Under that mask, he could be his real self.
"Those people sound awful, Blue. Why would you want to be friends with someone like that? Sorry to break it to you, but decent people don't just bully people for no reason or take advantage of clearly drunk people. That's an asshole move, and I think you know it, too."
He took a moment to answer.
"I guess I do," he sighed. "I don't know how I'm going to show my face around from now on, considering they think I'm a pervert," he tried to make light of the situation.
"Listen," she started, her tone serious. "You know that sayingin vino veritas?"
"Yup."
"Well, I happen to think that drunk people act as their truest selves. If your first inclination, as drunk as you were, was to save someone else other than yourself, then more power to you. Don't listen to what others say whenyouknow the truth, and the police records can also back that up."
"You're right," he chuckled. "You're quite the pep talker, aren't you?"
"I have to be. When no one else hypes you up you have to become your own hype man," she revealed, another piece of information that Raf carefully stored away.
"Don't tell me you have a lot of experience with getting drunk?" he asked, not wanting to focus on something too personal, like why she had no one to hype her.
