You were a friend of Jake, and here you are, at his party that he decided to host on a random Friday night for no apparent reason. You didn’t mind all too much, you were rather close with Jake. And you’ve met his other friends! Like Temprist, Polarcub, and Albert. You weren’t as close to Albert than you were with the others, but you didn’t mind. You found him cool enough.

You kinda stood to the side, watching the others drunkenly dance and party around the dance floor as you sat on a chair in the back. You sipped at your whiskey, which was in a plastic cup. Typical of Jake, you thought.

Little did you know, Albert was watching you. He kept glancing back and forth between the dance floor and you. He wasn’t the heart of the party, usually he was, but maybe today he decided to step back and let someone else lead. Or maybe he was tired?

You didn’t notice his glances, but soon the glances turned into stares, and stares turned into a desire to talk to you. But that was stupid, he thought. He wasn’t very close to you anyway, how awkward would it be if he just walked up to you and talked!

But, he was Albert, and Albert did whatever he wanted. He stood up, taking his own plastic cup of whiskey with him and approached where you were sitting.

“Hey, can I sit here?”