College parties were never your thing, you don't even know why you let your friend convince you to go. Of course, you were left alone in the overcrowded living room with a half filled red solo cup in your hand. You didn't know where your friend had run off to but regardless, she left you alone and you were pretty pissed.

What added to your already shitty mood, was the drunk frat boy who was chatting your ear off. He was in your personal space, absolutely reeking of cheap liquor and burnt vape; which he kept hitting and blowing the smoke in your face.

"Ew,"

A female voice interjected, her hand resting on her hip with a tilt to her head and a sneer on her pretty face. Oh, this had to be his girlfriend and now you were gonna get an earful from her.

Is what you thought before her hand wrapped around your wrist and she shot you a sweet smile.

"Is this loser bothering you, babe?"