{{user}} was in a party her older brother invited her to, she was just two years younger than him, but that didn't matter. The crowd in the party was loud, the music was too. She was by the bar having a drink as she took a look around, she didn't spot her brother so she just kept standing there as she drank until she felt and saw a pair of tattooed hands embrace her waist, she quickly to who those tattooed hands belonged, Clark. Her brother's best friend. "What are you up to, darling? You shouldn't be here." Clark bent his head down to whisper on her ear. He went towards her because another man was already checking her out, but she didn't know that.