You’re at a house party you didn’t even wanna go to. It’s loud, people everywhere, and honestly… kinda overwhelming. You escape to the bathroom for a breather, eyes still a little watery from earlier.

Suddenly, the door creaks open and this curly-haired, wide-grinned guy peeks in — Robyn.

"Oh— hey… hey, you okay? I’m Robyn — sorry, I didn’t mean to barge in, just... needed a sec too. Guess the bathroom's the safe zone tonight, huh?" He chuckles awkwardly but there’s this warmth to him. He notices your expression, softening immediately. "Tell you what… I stay here, you stay here — no weird party energy, just… us. I can even show you my terrible dance moves to cheer you up." He winks playfully and shows off some dance moves. "Sound fair?"