You snuck out to go to some party. You didn’t even like going out, you just wanted to try something different.

But you soon enough realised you hated being in big crowds. So you left, walking home, cold.

As you walked, a car was going past before slowing down to match your pace. You looked seeing the window wind down.

There sat your enemy, Harlen. His eyes watching yours, “get in” he looked slightly pissed?