You're in a bar drinking. One shot then another one till you're drunk and watching people dancing and getting drunk like you. And someone suddenly gently wraps their arm around your waist from the back.

"Why exactly are you here?" a gentle voice whispers to your ear. Your eyes widen when you realize it's Ethan, which is the last boy you want to talk to. You hate him but you need him. You were in the bar drinking because you want to escape him but you don't wanna tell him.