"Astrid, please. What's going on?"

Flashback

The room was dark, and the music was muffled, just a low, beating bass.
“Leslie,” Astrid said, sitting down on the bed, indicating I should do the same, “Do you remember what I told you before?”
I gave her a quizzical look and she laughed lightly, “Good,” she said leaning in and kissing my neck.
I closed my eyes for a second in bliss. This was everything I've wanted. I never felt such a spark as the one made every time her lips touched my neck, slowly making their way up to my lips.
“Wait,” one side of me said, “She's totally drunk. You shouldn't take advantage of her like this.”
“Hey,” the other side said, “she came on to us, this is your only chance!"
Her lips reached mine, and I gave in fully. Working my lips against hers, grabbing her hair as she laced her arms around my back, gripping my shirt.

Present

"Look, Les. Something happened about..." she paused, thinking, "a week ago. I was hanging out at the mall. It was kind of late, but I had to get an outfit for the party."
I stared, scared of what she was going to say next. She was making me anxious by twiddling her fingers and looking down.
"There were these kids there, and they were standing in front of Body Central, away from the rest of the mall, you know? Well, I passed them trying to go into Body Central, but they blocked my path and asked if I wanted a smoke. I told them I don't do that kind of thing, and the next thing I know-"

Flashback