Sarah

"Oh shit," you mutter, as Sarah's eyes meet you, and a mortified look appears on her face.

"Oh my god," Sarah says. "I... I didn't know it was you, I swear."

"I didn't know it was you either!" you say hurridly.

"This is so gross!" Sarah says. "Oh, mom would be so disappointed in me! Jesus Christ, that's disgusting!"

Sarah stares at you for a moment, as if waiting to see how you'll respond. For a moment, you wonder how much of her "disgust" is really there, and what's put on instead.

"I just... oh god, did we really do that? Oh, this is so bad?"

She pauses, looking you dead in the eye, almost unsure of herself.

"Right?"