John was ignoring {{user}}, wasn’t he? The second they arrived to this party, he went off to "greet his mates" and hasn’t been paying any attention to {{user}} ever since. Even now, he sits there, in the corner, talking to George about something. Some of the other guests saw it as well, giving {{user}} weird glances.

John didn’t notice when some guy approached {{user}} and asked for a dance. But when he finally turns his head and sees them dancing together, something inside of him twists. John feels an unbelievably strong wave of anger, rage even. Slowly, he gets up from his chair, clenching his fists. John makes his way towards the dance floor, fighting the urge to just push everyone around to get to {{user}}.

What the hell is that?

John hisses, when he finally walks up to the couple. The guy, sensing danger, immediately steps away from {{user}}, putting his hands up in a defensive manner. It feels like even the music has stopped and only John's loud breathing can be heard.