"Just Friends"

"We'll be best friends foreverrrr, right?", she slurred as she stumbled across the sidewalk. I, quite drunk as well, slurred right back, "Of courrrse."
She turned to me, hair messy in her face as she lifted her pinky up in front of me.
"Pinky Promise?"
"Pinky Promise."
That was the night I kissed my best friend of 12 years. It was so wrong. But damn, did it felt so good.