I texted Cyrus telling him about the plan. I got into my summer pajamas. (An xxL t-shirt). I planned on getting some sleep before midnight, but uh.....I stayed up watching Netflix with Charlotte. So. Midnight came, and I heard footsteps. Cyrus tiptoed down the hallway, checking his messages. I peeked out the door.   "Cyrus, Darrien." I whispered. They came inside. Both of them were wearing oversized onesies. Cyrus in a yellow chick one, and Darrien in a Rilakuma one. They had board games under their arms. Darrien had two bottles of wine. "Darrien! You brought alcohol? Bro...." I said. "The night needed some extra fun." He said, shrugging. "Did you bring any cups?" Asked Charlotte. "Shoot. We forgot cups." Said Cyrus. "So....we either share a bottle, and all indirectly kiss each other, or we break into the cafeteria am get cups." I said. "I'll vote for the cups." Said Charlotte. Everyone nodded. "Alright. Let's do this!" 

We tiptoed down the hall and the stairs. The dormitory doors to the courtyard were always left unlocked. I opened the door. We all crept out into the moonlight. We walked across the courtyard, over crunching leaves. Across from the dorm building, was the cafeteria. We looked inside. No lights were on. The door was locked. We tried to open it. "Does anyone have any pins?" I asked, while squatting by the lock. Everyone was looking around in their pockets and checking their hair. "Not even a hair pin?" I asked. Darrien took out his earring. "Does a safety pin work?" He asked, handing me the safety pin he was using as an earring. "Perfect! Though you might want to sanitize it before wearing it again. Who knows how crusty the inside of this lock is." I replied. I stuck the pin inside the lock. Carefully turning it. The lock clicked and the door opened. "Wow. You're really good at picking locks." Said Charlotte. "Yeah....when I was twelve, I used to pick the lock to Cyrus' bedroom window in the middle of the night. We would hangout for hours. My parents kind of got used to me not being there in the morning. I did that a lot, so I got pretty good at picking locks." I said. We crept inside the cafeteria. "Carful. I think someone might be cleaning." I whispered. "Shoot. There's a night janitor here?" Cyrus whispered back. We snuck passed the counter I spotted the glasses. "Where are the plastic ones?" I whispered. "Probably in a cabinet." Whispered Darrien. "Shhh! I hear someone! Duck behind the counter!" I whisper shouted. We ducked. I heard the janitor walk by. She was wearing headphones." She must be listening to music." I thought. Good. The chance of us getting caught went down. Ok. "She's gone." I whispered. We looked in the cabinets. I caught sight of the cups. Plastic ones. I grabbed the whole bag. "I got the cups! Let's get out of here!" I said. 

We ran outside. We bolted across the courtyard and into the dormitory. All of us clambered up the stairs and piled into the dorm room. I shut the door behind us. "All that for some freaking cups." I said. We plopped on to the floor and got out the board games and the cards. I uncorked the first bottle of wine and poured it into all of our cups. I downed the whole cup. "Alright. Let's play some cards!"

We have many different personalities while drunk.

Me: I speak my mind, and drop a lot of truth bombs

Cyrus: randomly starts crying.

Charlotte: becomes a hopeless romantic, and very seductive. She will kinda kiss anyone she likes.

Darrien: apparently he becomes bubbly. He is really happy, and will hug anyone who is sad, aka Cyrus. This is kinda perfect, because Cyrus likes him, so he's gonna get a lot of hugs tonight.

We started playing cards. We were refilling our drinks, and doing shots. It somehow made it to where we suddenly weren't playing cards anymore. The cards were scattered across the floor. Cyrus was crying and being cradled by Darrien. I was sitting across from Charlotte. She looked at me. "You're so hot." I said. She crawled towards me. Her face was an inch from mine. She was flustered. She was on all fours, and she leaned in. We kissed. 

I woke up the next morning. My head was aching, and my vision was a bit blurry. I looked around the room. Cyrus and Darrien wer asleep on the floor. Empty plastic cups were on the floor, along with the cards. There was one of my bras on the floor. I was in Charlotte's bed. I looked down. Charlotte was hugging my waist, sleeping. She was in her bra. I wanted to get out of bed, but I also wanted to stay. I lay back down and hugged Charlotte. At least it was Saturday. I fell back asleep.