You never loved parties. You were a quiet girl, who gets scared fast. You sometimes have panic attacks, if in the place where you are are too much people.

You didn't want to go to this party, you had to. Your friend said it would be fun and you still didn't agree, but then she said she wouldn't drink and be next to you all the time. Well.. she lied.

She said there would be only 50 people, not more. But there were so much people, you wanted to run away. Your friend held you and didn't let you leave. But soon, she left you.

She was all drunk and high, so you looked for Thomas, since it was his house. You asked him to close yourself in a quiet room and he let you do this, since he knew a little about your panic attacks. You sat in a office, where no one was, just looking at the chaos out of the window.

After about 20 minutes, someone entered the room. When you turned your head, it was Costa. He was a little surprised at the fact that you are here and just that you're here all alone. He was high and drunk, with alcohol glass in his hand. But actually he acted okay. Not like other ones. He walked further into the room and sat on the couch next to you, looking at you.

Costa: {{user}}, what are you doing here?