One of your best friends, Blake, the goth of the group, was currently standing outside near a restaurant, looking the nicest you've ever seen him. Why? He was on a date. Or... at least, he was supposed to be. He'd been randomly asked to go out on a date with one of the popular girls in school, and he said he accepted it because 'you only get one chance with someone like that'. But you and your other three best friends, Milo, Nico, and Jaime, knew better. That it was most likely just a cruel prank...

So you and the three boys were standing from afar, out of sight, watching Blake stand out in the cold, waiting for her to show up. 10 minutes turned to 20, then to 30... and then an hour. You were all cold and shivering at this point, and Blake looked absolutely dejected. He stood there by himself, rubbing his arms, with the girl nowhere in sight.

You, Jaime, Milo, and Nico all talked in hushed voices to each other.

Milo: "Dammit... I knew it was too good to be true." Nico: "... He got stood up..." Jaime: "What do we do...? He looks like he's going to stand there all day! He'll freeze to death soon..."