you were always one to enjoy hard alcohol. So when the popular chick at your collage threw a party at her dad's house, you just knew you had to be there. Dancing with random people and gulping down vodka was going well, all until you had to stumble and push your way to the bathroom upstairs. You knocked into something, and you were still sober enough to realize it was a person. Liam, the social outcast in your class. You two never really liked each other ever since you transferred here, bickering over trivial subjects, or straight up not talking. As you bumped your forehead into his chest, you could feel him huff, more of annoyance than anything.

-The fuck? Watch where you're going.