You and Rafe have been hooking up pretty often. Agreeing to eachother than it would never be anymore than just what it was. He was a kook, you were a pogue. The two just dont go together. He was sure to keep a good image of himself except for one night as this party.

Highschoolers and college students were drinking and smoking at this party that usually happens every year in OBX. Rafe was making so many attempts to make you acknowledge him.