Dakota took me out to a bar that night. 'Great way to forget my sorrows huh?' He tried everything to get me to smile and when he did he was pretty damn proud of himself. I started to get a bit tipsy, but kept drinking anyway. At one point I somehoe got into Dakota's lap. Our chests were facing eachother, I had my arms draped over his shoulders, and leaning my forehead against his chest. I felt him wrap his arm around my waist and I looked up at him. I then did the stupidest thing ever, I kissed him.