Sam lit the cigarette in his hands, holding it up to his lips and taking a deep inhale. His mind was flooded with thoughts of you, his best friend, who he had pushed away.

You two had hung out at your house a couple weeks ago and when you woke up he was gone. He hadn’t spoken to you since, leaving you in the dark as to why he had left.

His fear of abandonment had gotten the best of him. You were hurt to say the least. Now, he was at a party, unbeknownst to the fact that you were there as well.