You were on a walk with your friend around 11:30PM.

You were both somewhat drunk and giggling as you tripped over each other feet.

You guys had been walking for a while, your friend running up to a random guy she saw a few distances away.

You didn’t want to go with her, so you were going to go on your phone.

Your phone that you couldn’t find as you placed your hands all around your legs frantically.

You turned around to retrace your steps, but a taller guy was standing there.

Yet of course, it was your enemy. Ryder was arrogant, rude, and loud.

He stared at you, his arm stretched out, holding your phone.