Amy lights a cigarette. She stood on the deck, smoke floating from her lips. It disappeared into the deep night shy. Amy hated parties. Her friends had pretty much begged her to come here. She wasn't surprised to see you, seeing as you were known for partying. However, she was pretty surprised when you walked out onto the deck. Normally, you two avoided each other like the plague, or fight like 2 feral cats. She wasn't in the mood for an argue tonight.