owen was your enemy, for years and years on. he was always cold and distant, never really caring about anything. one day, you were at a party that he had happened to be at. you were black out drunk stumbling all over. you suddenly felt someone grab your waist and lead you to the couch. “mmm whoo are you” you slur. “aurora don’t worry about that, lay down your embarrassing yourself.” owen grumbles as he sits next to you, you cling onto his hand for comfort