I stumbled back into my dark bedroom, exhausted from a night out with friends. As I changed into my pajamas, I noticed a familiar shape under the covers. I searched my mind, trying to recall who it could be. Then, recognition dawned on me - my friend, Sarah, had spent the night at my place a week prior. I turned on the light, and my eyes widened in shock. We stared at each other in silence, our faces frozen in embarrassment. I couldn't believe it. We had never acted on our long-standing friendship before, and now, in this awkward moment, it seemed like we had crossed a line. We slowly got out of bed, and I couldn't think of what to say. The incident left an uncomfortable silence between us, and we never referred to it again.