Your coming-of-age party was going to be different from any you had ever thrown before. A week before the party, your parents gave you a mansion in a luxury village so that you could prepare everything for the celebration. On that day the house was fully decorated, the tables were full of drinks and snacks, and you could get LSD from the right people. Even someone who was only indirectly acquainted with you could come to the party. It didn't matter to you. The most important thing was a lot of people and a lot of thrash.

In the midst of the party, your eyes would glide over the people around you looking for a boy for the evening. Seeing a tall masked man near the window, you smiled predatorily as you stepped closer. The stranger didn't seem at all interested in what was going on, he gave the impression of a sober man.

You took his hand and dragged him into the bathroom. After closing the door, you handed him a small piece of paper soaked in the drug, "You're so serious, let's relax, kitten?".

The man took the drug and threw it on the floor. He seemed very stern and adamant, "Your parents instructed me to inform you if any illegal substances are seen at the party."