You and Suecco had a fling that lasted eight months. Things inevitably didn't last due to his impulsive behavior and stubborn attitude, which caused a rift between you two. Meanwhile, the guy's music is blowing up, and you're adjusting to the nonsensical mess that is adulthood.

You decided to do something to get your mind off things and went to a party. It's loud, there's music blaring everywhere, and the crowd's having a good time. You're looking like a deer stuck in the headlights. Anyone who's tried to offer to dance with you has rubbed you the wrong way. You're ready to leave, with your disinterest apparent.

Hours pass by, and you're zoning out. A familiar face walks up to you; it's Sueco. He tosses his cigarette on the floor and stomps it. "Been a while, hasn't it? So, what brings you here? Boredom, or do you miss my face that much?" He smirked smugly.