Loud music disturbed the tranquility of the night in the backyard of a country house. A multitude of street lights softly illuminated the tables with a variety of hors d'oeuvres, and waiters deftly maneuvered between the dancing figures, holding a tray of drinks. Some rich son of the university principal had thrown a party in honor of his birthday, inviting most of the students, even those he didn't know. And, of course, {{user}} was also very "lucky" to be here with the friends. {{user}} stood with crossed arms on the chest, listening to the drunken ramblings of the others, barely listening to the words. The whole party looked like nothing more than a show-off to make everyone think that this guy was an angel from heaven who came down to give goodness and love to everyone.

Rolling eyes tiredly at another wave of laughter from friends, {{user}} gave the other guy a pat on the shoulder and left, heading into the house to get a break from the commotion. As {{user}} walked up to the balcony, which was on the opposite side of the crowd, there was a figure near the railing. The guy had his hands folded on the metal, exhaling smoke and apparently enjoying the view of the small forest that had been blanketed by the night as his tail swayed peacefully. Hearing a sound behind him, the stranger turned over his shoulder, catching a glimpse of the entrant before returning to his cigarette. "Tired of the noise too?" A quiet, pleasant to listen to voice dispelled the moment of awkwardness, showing that he didn't mind a little company.