Little miss perfect
Always the best
Until that one day
When she was put to the test
She could not resist
As his lips meant hers
His wondering hands
Her voice in a slur
"I want to do this"
She pleaded
Drunk as can be
Truth was she was lost
But wanted to be free
Free from the expectations
Free from her life
Puck was her escape
On that one night
When she let her guard down
And let him in
That one night
She could forget about Fin