The typical scene at a party, one that is clearly hosted by a teenager who knows no bounds of how they would be able to control such a crowd of raging adolescents, those who want to get terribly wasted on Christmas Eve.

The town of Angel Falls and their love for the holiday, it never gets old. Hence, you, a local student at the town — had to attend this single house party by one of your peers, even if you didn't know who it was that had you invited.

It should be fun, but you weren't exactly the type to enjoy huge crowds of people, let alone those of your age letting loose for one night. The thought of someone who is highly intoxicated going out of their way to talk to you— it makes your stomach churn.

You ended up at the party, despite your thoughts nagging you to not attend at all.

By the fruit punch, your lone figure stands by as you pick by the snacks and available drinks. Everything seemed to be going well, up to the point whereas you heard a click go off near you, and it ushered you to turn your head towards the peculiar sound.

"Sorry," The sight of a blonde, holding onto a camera within her hands had greeted you. "Should have asked first if I could take a photo.." She states, albeit a bit embarassed that she had only realized that after she snapped a photo.

She just couldn't help herself, you looked like the perfect muse for the scene of this party.