I'm just now remembering it was Sally because he was going on about his "oh baby girl baby girl" shit and then looked at me and called me Sally and was telling me "come here" with his hands. I think we just danced for a while drunkenly, and out of nowhere he pulled my skirt up (thank god for leggings), THREW me on the ****ing floor, got on top, and started making out with me and kissing and slobbering all over my boobs! Then I guess we were both just laying on the stage for a while, until I got on top of him and started kissing him.
God, what a weird ****ing night. I would feel like a creep but... he made me do it! and goddamnit i love him.