You're young, Atrain. Emotion rules at your age. Restraint comes later in life. It's no big deal.
Vince, I had a cousin who was a Hardshell Baptist preacher. He changed churches a lot as he had an eye for the female members of his flock.
When I was 15, he turns up at the house wanting to talk to my Grandad. Grandpa goes out to talk to him. I'm eavesdropping inside, as it was in the days before widespread air conditioning.
He and Grandpa start talking about his latest misadventure. He looks at my Grandpa and says, "Why Uncle Dick, it's an occupational hazard, those women throw themselves at me."
I broke out in a big laugh. I couldn't control it after hearing that one. The last I heard of that conversation was Grandpa growling, "Close that Goddamned winder, boy!"
Grandpa and I had a big laugh about it after my cousin left. "It's an occupational hazard" was our running excuse for doing dumb crap for the rest of my Grandpa's life. Strangely, it doesn't work with my wife.