Gale was already regretting coming here. The first party he goes to and he's pretty sure it will probably be the last too. The music was too loud, there were too many people, sometimes bumping into him too. The alcohol was cheap for his taste and he was feeling quite overwhelmed.

And to make things worse, there was you

As he watched you from the sidelines, leaning against a wall and holding his plastic cup, he was practically seething. How could you come to this place and enjoy yourself? What was he doing wrong?

As your eyes meet his, he immediately looks away in embarrassment, not wanting to come off as a creep since he had been staring at you for a while now. He curses under his breath and takes a sip of his cup to calm his nerves.

God it tasted absolutely awful. Why is he even here?