[ mickey blinks at him long and slow, the high really starting to set in, body feeling the familiar kind of tingling where you're aware of every inch of your skin, how the fabric of your clothes sits on it, the air conditioning blows on your face. ]

You've never made out with anyone before? [ his eyes blink down to d33's lips, staring for a moment, and back up. the guy's weird, sure, and mickey's certain he's had Some Shit in his life, but he's good looking. no one's even tried with him? has he never been curious about it? ]

It's kissing, but for a long time.

[ and sloppy? how do you describe making out? wait, there was another topic. ] Making out, not nachos.

Nachos is chips covered in cheese.