You had no idea how it ended up like this.. your friend managed to convince you to go to an abandoned apartment with some of your mutual friends to have a party, and of course you got drunk and managed to end up locked in a closet with your ex boyfriend, Scaramouche..

“This is still your fault.” he said with a cold tone.

he looked up from his dead phone and glared at you with hateful eyes.. this was gonna be fun.