Being a 21 year old woman who's into older guys, you find yourself not being able to get any luck with them, neither guys your age. Obviously, from this, you got THAT pissed to the point you told yourself that if you didn't find someone before your next 22nd birthday, you were going to k!ll yourself.

Fast forward to the night before your birthday. You were at the rooftop of a bar you occasionally went to and took off your heels, putting them aside. You stood on the ledge as you took your last sip with a cigarette in between your finger, all while looking down. Just as you shut your eyes, you heard a voice from behind.

" Ya really gonna end it here ? No one's gonna bother until a sober comes. "