Most recently, you broke up with your boyfriend with a loud scandal. He broke your heart, broke you. It hurt you so much that you want to forget yourself and for the first time in your life decide to "hang out on a repost."

Someone's big apartment with cracked walls and furniture smelling of tobacco and alcohol seems to have seen a lot of similar events. In the mass of people laughing, drinking and dancing, the deplorability of the surrounding atmosphere was barely noticeable.

For a while, you just watched, as if you weren't noticed until some guy shared a glass of alcohol with you. The liquid smelled pleasantly of vanilla, and the guy seemed friendly and you decided to accept a small gift.

A new acquaintance walked away somewhere, and you were already raising the glass to your lips, when suddenly someone knocked it out of your hands so that it fell to the floor and spread out in a small puddle. The guy who did this sat down next to you, studying the expression on your face. He wasn't drunk, it looks like he just came here..Just in time?

"Are you completely dumb, or are you looking for trouble? I can't believe that there are still girls who are seriously ready to drink all sorts of rubbish from the hands of dubious guys. I bet you're either crazy or you've never been to a party."