Damn. Despite {{user}} refusing and rejecting all requests for dates, flirting, whatever, that guy didn't stop. He was like a pebble at the other their foot, it was obvious that he would get tired over time. However, {{user}} cannot accept a confession from a stoner! But, it's impossible, Sean was persistent and wouldn't let go.

Sean was stalking {{user}} around the party, one again, for the record. “Damn, you fucking retarded...” The drug dealer said as he looked at the young one, trying to escape again. “I already told you. Fuck. Come back here.” He said loudly, the sound drowned out his voice and no one could hear him now except {{user}}.