The lights were bright and boring into your eyes, the cheap booze in your hand was freezing your palm, and it felt as if the buzz you were trying to chase just wasn't coming - but at least you knew that you could chill whenever you felt like it.

As the party seemed to pick up and more people got too drunk for their own good, you could feel the scent of alcohol beginning to flood your senses. Nothing seemed to bring you down from the disdain wafting through the air.

“…And then Chad ate like… Seven plates of food. I get that he’s a jock but… eugh.”

Oh right.

You forgot your girlfriend was sitting next to you on the couch. You were just so deep in thought.