Sits up in bed and then lies back down, "What did I do last night???"

Yes, I actually said that, for the first time in my short life. I remember the night like any other night...me and the kids that live in Jesse's suite...lots of vodka and other such alcohol...sitting around, drink...make another drink...drink more. Then someone suggests a game of "Never have I ever"
Although I don't remember the complete night...I remember a lot more than I probably should. Like how Jesse wears Black boxer Briefs and the ages everyone started masturbating...I hardly know the people Jesse lives with and yet, I know when they started wacking off. We live in a great age...
But in a drunken stupor I managed to stumble out my secret crush's name...and everyone was shocked. My secret crush (God, what am I...13? "My Secret Crush"...it's not like he's 12 too...he's 21!) But anyway...I told and so I think, I can't remember...I think they told him. I remember being sad and having them all say, "But Emily, you're hot!" and they lean over to my secret crush and say, "Hey, isn't she hot?" and he says, "Yes she is..." But the thing is, if someone is sad they're not going to say, "No you're not hot you piece of shit..." so I take it for what it's worth I guess...
So when everyone was done being blantantly sexual, we all either started to throw up or we went to bed. My secret crush and company told me i shouldn't drive home and the weather was bad, so I slept there in the suite in a single, a nice warm bed with no stoners around! My secret crush before I went to bed looked at me and said, "You should come hang out with us more often..."
Apparently he's making an effot...so they say...so maybe this dry spell will end soon and Porter and I can finally eat at that awesome French restaurant we made as our goal for hooking up with someone.