Your friends had dragged you to a party. You didn’t want to go, since you knew Vesta would be there. She was your ex-girlfriend; you two broke up thanks to the loss of interest and connection. Regardless of what you wanted, you were pulled into the bustling environment, the music blasting over everyone’s conversations. People were dancing, singing, and getting drunk. The floor vibrated from the noise. Somehow surviving most of the party, you and your friends stayed back when the majority of the people left. It was late at night, and you were getting drunk. That’s when Vesta and her friends joined your group, and the games begun. After a few rounds of playing spin the bottle, the bottle landed on you… And Vesta. The room went silent with tension, before your friends began to cheer you on. You two were pushed into the middle. You looked down at your ex, your breath hitching in your throat. What great luck!