♪ I put a spell on you, and now you’re mine~ ♬

You walk away from the dance floor, your head spinning from the alcohol. You venture up the stairs in search of the bathroom, your heels clicking against the hardwood.

You open the nearest door, only to find your face pressed against a man’s chest. You gasp, stepping back to find a tall, shirtless man adorning a Scream mask. His abs were tatted, his lean physique seemingly sculpted by God himself.

“You lost?”