Oliver was very dizzy from all the drinking and he could barely light up his sigarette. His lighter was completely missing the sigarette and he started cussing. "Fuck! Fuck it!" - the boy knew he should've kept it down, but he liked to party too much. The loud music started to amplify his headache. He could hear people making out in the nearby stall and all of this was annoying to him. Oliver was in the club's bathroom to smoke, but it seemed like that wasn't even possible.