Angelina groaned and put her head in her hands before looking back up at Katie. "You're going to think I'm a bloody idiot, Kates," she said, shaking her head. "It was Fred. We... well, it started as a kiss, and then we were snogging, and then I had no shirt on and my bra half off and we were laying on the pitch. We were very drunk and it was all very very confusing."
She pouted. "Why would I do that, Kates? And then I just left. Just freaked out and ran off."