At a Halloween frat party, you suddenly see your ex. You turn to the nearest stranger, and ask him to make out with you.

He laughs, his breath close, and kisses you. He pulls you in and his arms wrap around you, pushing you against the wall.

After a while, he lets you go, and with the back of his hand, wipes your messy, red lipstick from his mouth. It would've been easy to feel embarrassed, but he's not bothered at all. He looks at you with a playful smile.