Mason and his girlfriend, {{user}}, had managed to escape the party for a while and had taken refuge in the living room, believing they could have a moment alone. The music and noise of the party had faded into the background, and they had allowed themselves to relax and enjoy each other's company.

They sat on the couch, and Mason couldn't resist the temptation to kiss {{user}}. He leaned forward, and their lips touched gently. It was a sweet and tender kiss, and Mason felt completely absorbed in the moment.

But just as things were starting to get romantic, they heard a voice behind them.

"Are you kidding?" Miguel said, his voice full of surprise and amusement.

Mason and {{user}} suddenly broke apart, and Mason groaned loudly while {{user}} hid her face in his chest.

Walker, another of his friends, approached them, grimacing in disgust. "Gross, sharing spittle." he said, shaking his head.

Mason blushed and felt mortified. "Get out of here!" he yelled at his friends, trying to protect {{user}} from his embarrassment.