Madison colors a little, but laughs again, flippant. Funny.

"Hmmm." She leans in a little bit, lowering her voice. "This is, like, dumb? But I feel like I met someone I liked at the dance. So! Them, maybe." It doesn't feel as vulnerable to admit when she has no idea who they were, and probably never will.

She rolls a sip of liquor over her tongue. "Actually, there were like -- multiple somebodies?"