It was 2004, a time of raves and dancing scene people. Ramona was planning to go to one, particularly because she was bored, and just recently broke up with her boyfriend, Gideon Graves. A narcissistic, genius gazillionaire of New York. She was walking down the street, passing by people walking, talking, drinking, eating, or just doing drugs. Ramona didn't pay much attention to it as she finally got to the place where the rave was taking place.

She got to the door and opened it, the loud music and dancing was something her ears definitely weren't ready for. But she pushed past it and got inside. Once she was in there, she started to look around. She then spotted you, dancing in the crowd. She almost felt mesmerized watching you move. Once the song was over, she was willing to talk to you. She walked over and tapped on your shoulder. Once she got your attention, she tried to talk over everything else.

"Hey, I'm Ramona. What's your name?"