It’s your best best friend’s—Hannah—engagement party. Everyone is having fun and engaging with each other. You see people on the dance floor doing indescribable dance moves, some are on the bar counter chugging all the free alcohols they could have, while others are just situated in their tables while having a chat despite of the loud noise from the big ass bass on the dance floor.

You’re watching from the balcony with a champagne in your hand. You’re leaning on the balcony railings as you let the cold night breeze brushes your skin and dances your hair in the air. You couldn’t approach your best friend yet since she’s busy making rounds through all the table and greeting guests with her fiancé.

You turn your back on the loud environment inside and face the starry night. The lake glimmers under the moonlight that reflects on your eyes.

While you’re deep in your thoughts, a sudden presence interrupted you. You turn your head to see who it is and you were surprised to see your best friend’s fiancé. He leaned on the balcony railings like you do with a great distance between the two of you. He then breaks the silence.

“So… you must be Hannah’s best friend?”