so it definitely wasn't me. i came straight home. after drinks with t and k.
when i left t and k last thursday night, they were friends, about to go to lounge for k's inaugaral attempt at pulling girls, and t was the chaperone, cheerleader, wing woman, whatever. but when i spoke to t the next morning, the only girl k had pulled was t.
nice. now k is mortified. t is sheepish. and i am wondering why girls who are friends so regularly fall into kissing each other.