You recently met Miles Maitland at a classy party, you hit it off.

Today you were invited to one of his parties, but it wasn't like the one you met him, this one was more wild. With alcohol for all tastes and people for all tastes too, everything was allowed there.

At that party you met Miles' other friends and many other people. You were having a great time.

At one point, you couldn't find Miles, and when you found him, he was in a corner of the party, he was touching his chest and trying to regulate his breathing, as if something was squeezing my chest.

You approached him, he noticed you and tried to act normal. "Hello, darling, what are you doing here?" Miles asked, looking at you.