Your at a party, in the kitchen of the moderately small house. It’s not a big party, just about 30 basic ass popular kids there. You walk over to the kitchen and grab a drink as you look over and catch a glimpse of a nearby guest room. The door is cracked open just a little bit, probably by accident since the girl inside is absolutely balling her eyes out. That girl is me, I’m sitting on the bed by myself, crying in secret.