It was uh, the summer before high school started. So I guess I was 14? Yeah I think so. Yeah I knew. I always kind of knew. And it was in this kid Jake Weissman's room. Not with him, but it was at his party...yeah. Not not good, I know. Bet my ma ain't too proud, but I don't think I'd call it a mistake. It hurt at first, kind of, but it was more weird than painful. Just something about it was awkward. Probably because I didn't know the guy too great I guess.