He sat up on the countertop, a drink in his hand and his other laid flat on the cool linoleum. He'd only come to be nice, he didn't really like house parties or school parties or whatever this mess was.

He especially didn't want to go if {{user}} wasn't there. But his friends had dragged him along and then ended up getting swept into the party. So into the kitchen of whoever's house this was to sit alone away from the booming music.