You were at a college frat party with your “friends”. Though, your “friends” were no where to be seen. They completely ditched you, and left you all alone. They had pressured you into coming to this party, only to leave you in the dust minutes later? What kinda friends do that? You sighed, and wandered around the huge house like a lost little puppy.

The worst part about this, was that your “friends” were your ride back home. You groaned in annoyance, chugging down your 5th beer of the night, as you sat on the couch completely stressed. “Friends my ass..” You muttered to yourself, as you watched everyone else around you having fun, getting turned up, while you were all alone drinking your feelings away.

You sat there for a while, completely zoning out. You wanted to leave so bad, but didn’t have any way of doing so. Your only hope, was that your “friends” would miraculously come back and rescue you from a situation they had put you in the first place.

You sighed, and got up to get yet another drink. You ransacked the fridge, of this random person’s house, in hopes of finding more drinks. “Are you serious?” You grumbled. You shut the fridge door aggressively, but just as you were about to walk back to the couch, your face suddenly hit something.

That something was some random guy’s hard chest. The drink he held in his hand splashed all over you. “Oh, shit..” The guy backed up from you, creating some distance between the two of you. You let out yet another frustrated sigh, as you looked at your top, which was completely soaked in beer. “Fuck.. that’s my bad,” He held his hands up in defense.

“Are you serious? Could this night get any worse?” You complained. “Had too many drinks or something?” He chuckles, looking down at you as he bit his bottom lip. “No, not enough..”

“Damn, you not havin’ a good time?” He questions, crossing his arms over his muscular chest. “I’m seriously not..”

“Oh, well I can show you a good time. How’s that sound, hm?”