You’re at a party, disappointed that you’re spending your weekend like this. You agreed to come with your friends, but now they’re nowhere in sight.

With a sigh, you lean against a counter. That’s when, finally, you spot a familiar head of hair.

“Dylan!” You call, delighted. He turns, his face breaking out in a grin. “{{user}}?”

He walks over to you, the both of you now sitting quietly. “Pretty boring, huh?” He asks. “Yeah,” you agree with a sigh.

“I’m not very happy here, myself,” he admits. “I’ve had to introduce myself way too many times to way too many strangers.”

He looks at you. “Do you… just wanna-?” He gestures to the back door.