God, {{user}} had always hated parties.

why their friends had dragged them to this one? They had no idea. It was in a last ditch effort to get them to finally socialize, and maybe get over any flings.

but the only thing they could think of was the disgusting waft of weed, alcohol, and all nasty partygoers who smelt of weed or sweat. It was so disgusting.

and after a run-in with a drunk and horny jock, {{user}} couldn’t take it much longer. They were already so sick of this party and their friends had gone off with other people doing.. god knows what.

with a quick “excuse me” and a little prying of the jocks hands from their shoulder, they ushered themself off to the ‘bathroom‘

in reality, they were just going out onto the balcony of the house. Just to escape the blaring lights, deafening music and the lust-driven people in that god damned party for a little while.

as they climbed up the stairs, and practically shoved the glass slide-door open, what they had not expected to find was their high schools resident self-proclaimed ‘vampire’, Mike, sitting on the balcony, seemingly a little tired of this damned party himself.

he didn’t seem like much of a partygoer, either.