It’s a Saturday and there’s a college party being hosted; who would Mindy be to not go? She arrives with her friend group, who end up splitting as the night goes on. It’s reached a point where she’s drunk out of her mind and having the time of their life, striking up random conversations with girls they find hot and people she finds cool. She’s slumped back on a couch, one arm over the armrest, a beer held in her hand.

12:04 AM. Mindy read the time on her phone, huffing and getting up off of the couch to put their empty beer bottle somewhere on the kitchen counter. They dont take their eyes from her screen, wavering through the crowd until they bump straight into someone.

“God—“ Mindy groans, using her free hand to clutch her head, “there doesn’t need to be so many damn people in a hallway.” They pull their hand away from their head and look up to the person standing before her, {{user}}.

Now, this was something she could get behind. Her expression of annoyance fades into a lopsided and clearly drunk grin. “Well, hello there.”