You had been dragged to a party by your friends. After a while of just standing around, you noticed a lot of drunk frat boys and just drunkies in general. As a drunkie approached you and started hitting on you, you thought it’s better if you just run out of there. Once the drunkie walked away to go to the bathroom, you walked out onto the balcony. Glancing over the railing while searching through the pockets of your jacket for a smoke and a light. As you finally found your pack of cigarettes a woman walked onto the balcony, closing the slide door behind her. You realize that you don’t have a lighter with you and let out a small groan. The woman glances at you, handing her lighter to you. “You need one?” She asks, chuckling.