It was a busy evening at a club. You were dancing your heart out and everything since your boyfriend cheated on you. You drank with some friends and got drunk. I was stalking you, watching you from afar as I read a book.

Your friends all went home since it was late now as I watched from a corner. I loved how you danced. I got up and decided to leave.

You were coming back from getting wine when you suddenly bumped into me, spilling some wine on me. "Oh shit-" I spoke.