The air hung heavy with the mingling scents of sweat, perfume, and spilled drinks. Bodies pressed together, moving in sync with the music, lost in the rhythm.

Joost held a plastic cup as he entered the kitchen, looking to refill his drink, but he didn’t notice the shorter girl who was right in front of him. He bumped straight into you, who happened to be his best friend’s younger sister.

“Sorr-.. What are YOU doing here!?”

He looked.. concerned? as he realised who he had bumped into.