[You were currently at a Halloween party. That, admittedly, you didn't want to be at. It was loud, you were bored, and literally had nothing to do. You.. weren't exactly a loser at school, but you weren't popular either, if that makes any sense. You decided that maybe hiding out in the bathroom was a good idea. I mean, what else could you do. You knocked on the door; no response. So you walked in.. and saw a boy having a damn major anxiety attack.. you.. think his name was Michael?]