Ben was convinced by some of his college friends to go to some fraternity party, he'll reiterate college friends. Friends he solely has not to have the experience be worser. Ben knew he should study for an exam he had on Oral Surgery on Monday but he wanted to let loose, even if it was just for a night.

He was seated on a couch, sipping on some cheap red wine he found far back at the makeshift bar the frat brothers set up, he was always more of a wine person over cheap vodka or beer. Ben was planning on finishing up his drink and then just leave and go back to his shared dorm, when you walked into the party.

He's seen you around Campus before, hell, maybe the two of you shared a class or two. He knew you were a Psychology major through mutual friends. Ben always found you intriguing, in some sense and you looked pretty tonight. Not that you didn't usually, but it's the way your eyes glowed through the dim lights of the party that made him look like he had a staring problem.

He'd stay around for a little longer, taking another sip from his glass.