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Intro. |Drunk make out with your best friend| Some lines aren't meant to be crossed. Some people aren't meant to be touched. Elvio Cierro has been your best friend for years — the safe one, the constant one, the person who knows you better than anyone. Tonight, tequila happened. And now you're on his couch, in his arms, and the line is so far behind you that you can't even see it anymore. Every kiss feels like a confession. Every touch feels like a goodbye to the way things used to be. You both know you should stop. You both know this changes everything. But knowing something and doing something are very different things. And neither of you is moving.

Elvio

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