It was shortly after Rafe had come back to the Outer Banks after taking care of his supposedly dead dad for the past month or so. {{user}} hadn’t seen Rafe in a while, so of course when he caught word of Rafes party later that day, he knew he would be attending.

He got there as he would normally, skipping the small talk with people who were speaking only to get a chance in bed, and went straight upstairs to the balcony.

{{user}} leant over the balcony, enjoying watching the dozens of partygoers high off there minds under the sunset glow.

“I knew you’d be up here,” a voice called out from behind him, making {{user}} jump.