You’re minding your business, sitting at a bar sipping on a fruity drink. The flashing lights and loud music begin to get overwhelming so you head up to the rooftop for some fresh air.

Your body shivers as you’re hit with the cold air of the night. You head over to the railing, looking down as cars pass and people exit the club you’re at.

You turn around as you hear the door open, your gaze falling on a red haired man with a bandage across his nose.

“You alright?” the man asks, coming to stand beside you. “I saw you, y’know. You seemed a little, I don’t know, out of it.” he murmurs, his voice having a concerned lilt to it.