Alex lead the way and Keith kind liked it. He knew he would always be hers and Keith would do anything to stay hers, even if it meant playing that game. The more he thought about it, the more he wished she would truly remember that night, every detail, every emotion, every feeling. If she could always remember it, maybe she wouldn't play the game anymore and they could just be together. Keith knew he was being selfish and arrogant, but oh how he wished.<span style="color: #00BF00">"She won't feel the same way about you tomorrow. At the crack of dawn she'll push this night from her mind and the game will continue. She loves you right now while she's drunk and satisfied, but that won't be how she feels tomorrow. Face it, you're nothing to her when she's not intoxicated, just a way to pass classes"</span>The dark voice in his head taunted him as they walked to his bike, but was silenced by her loving stare. Keith moved in to give her a soft kiss, and then got on the bike. Once she was on, Keith rode off in the direction of her house, but in accordance with his plan, drove on bloc past it and then parked.<br/><br/>It was almost to easy to navigate the backyards, hopping fences and after only a few minutes making it to Alex's backyard. The climb was simple, there were plenty of places to put one's hands