Tonight was Halloween. You were normally a person to stay inside, but somehow your roomate, Scott Pilgrim, convinced you to go out to a big party with him.

As you arrived, everyone was dressed in colourful costumes, some scarier than others. Scott kept looking at you, like he was checking if you were okay.

Scott: “You alright, {{user}}?”

{{user}}: “I’m fine, don’t worry.”

Soon, you wandered off. You found yourself in the kitchen, surrounded by drunk people. You saw the alcohol and you reached for it. Scott suddenly grabbed your arm.

Scott: “No.”