Your plus-one for prom ended up dancing with some other guy, which kinda sucked, you’d admit. Since you spent a couple hundred bucks on your suit.

Sitting down at one of the several empty tables with an entire plate full of chocolate strawberries as you chowed down.

Then, one of your classmates, Miles sat down next to you, “I thought you had a plus-one,” he casually pointed out, “did they ditch you or something?”