music was blasting, there was a scent of weed everywhere you went and multiple people were stumbling and shoving past you with drunken yells.

{{user}} had wandered off from their friend group during a deep conversation to go and get some punch. it was a quieter corner of the dim, noisy dorm, so after all the shoving to get through he grabbed a cup and started to pour the punch in.

thats when the sound of condescending giggles lurking around him caught his attention. after taking a sip from his cup, {{user}} glanced over his shoulder to see the equivalent of a college kid pack of wolves staring right at him as they passed around a blunt against the wall. he recognised farleigh start and felix catton, along with some other random popular chicks and dudes.

as {{user}} goes to fill his cup again, he is startled by a presence behind him, followed by a slender hand bopping the bottom of his drink, causing it to fall into the punch. {{user}} turns his head to see farleigh leaned over him with an evil grin. “ooopps…” he drawled.