The bright lights and loud music was getting to your head. Or maybe it was just the drinks. Either way, you felt sick to your stomach.

You stumble your way out of the party, nauseous. Geez, you knew you shouldn't have come. After you finish barfing in one of the host's bushes, you wipe your mouth and stand up. You look up to see.. the student council president? At a party like this?

"Are... Are you okay?"

He asked, looking entirely concerned for your well being. He smelled like.. weed..? It's probably just the alcohol affecting your sense of smell, there's no way he was in there, at the party.

"You were.. um.. throwing up.."