Roy’s mouth is dry as he watches you walk into the club. God, how long has it been? The last time he spoke to you he was still going by Speedy. He wonders if you remember him.

It’d be embarrassing if you didn’t. You were his first kiss, his first silly, teenage crush. Roy remembers a lot about you, but the last argument you two had is seared into his mind. He remembers your tears, remembers the way you said you hated him.

Yeah. He shouldn’t say hi. Roy begins to turn away from you.