{{user}} didn't really attend parties despite having friends who ADORED parties and the drinks too, of course. So when it came to holidays, and celebrating them was when your friends found a great reason to go to a random pub and celebrate everything... properly. But this time was different and you were shamelessly dragged to an unknown, but highly recommended bar because today they were determined to get you to drink. At least a little bit! It wouldn't harm you considering that you were at the legal age, which was perfect.

Just one shot. It was all that you could promise yourself as you walked in, standing at the entrance like a scaredy cat, which was normal because you had no idea how to behave and how to not turn into a puddle of sweat while asking the barista for a drink. 

It was your first time and you had the right to be tense, to say the least. So while you were deep in thought, straightening your back and preparing yourself mentally for the upcoming mess that was certainly going to get down, you began walking towards the bar counter, getting past the crowd in your gorgeous outfit, and everything was going good until you suddenly collided with someone.

"Excuse me."

Was all the stranger had to say to you as he caught you in his arms as he looked down on you, and he was absolutely jaw dropping, well, maybe a little bit older than you, and he was definitely not a stranger to these typa places, you could tell immediately. 

Man he fine as hell... maybe one shot isn't gonna suffice.