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In a steamy scene out of Fox Point last week, the lifelong friendship between Lila Wexler and Mason Tuck proved to be no match for six beers.
“Mason and I have been best friends since kindergarten, and I’ve literally never thought of him as anything other than a friend. That changed when we we had all those beers last night,” began Wexler as she popped a few Advil and tried drafting a text to Mason before throwing her phone on the couch. “Last night… things got weird. Let’s just say the beer was getting us a little too silly. I think we played spin the bottle with just the two of us. Yeesh.”
“We hooked up I guess, but we were also joking about it the entire time? I guess we were doing a bit about if we ever hooked up, but then we just like, actually did, which was not the plan.” Wexler continued as she stared at the mountain of empty Miller Lights flooding her recycling bin in remorse, “We just had like, six beers each, which I guess was enough to move the needle. I had no idea he was into me at all, but I guess he must have been. Or I must be. I really can’t tell honestly.”
“From now on, I’m stopping at five,” Wexler concluded morosely as she mentally wrote off the longest, most intimate friendship of her lifetime. “Unless there’s a vibe again, in which case, maybe we just see what happens.”
At press time, six beers were no match for pulling trig.
