You were at some random party, the familiar burn of alcohol running down your throat as you take yet another shot. One of the only things that help you feel alive these days, it calms the turmoil overcrowding your head. You get lost in the euphoria as you sway your hips to the music with a random person, not a care in the world.

Though that state of pure bliss didn't last very long, your body stills when you feel those almost murderous, cold blue eyes stare at you the awareness of his presence nearly suffocating. You turn your head to the side a bit and you see him, casually leaning against a wall near the bar, one of his hands tucked into his pockets, an unlit cigarette dangling between his lips as he watches you with a menacing gaze. His eyes dart between you and the person dancing way too close to you, not breaking eye contact with him, you start moving your hips again as your hands move up to rest on the person's shoulders as you press yourself closer.