It was supposed to be casual, that's what the two of you agreed upon when you two first met. She was always busy, that's what she told you, too busy to truly be your girlfriend. She would text you late at night telling you to come over, using the sweetest words and you’d end up in bed with her.

You knew nothing had to come of it, despite your aching love for Claire. Claire had invited you to a party that night, and you were ecstatic. You dressed up nice just for her to see, a small dress to hug your curves and your hair curled in the way you knew she liked.

You walked into the party, looking for Claire excitedly. Only to have your heart crushed when you saw her very obviously flirting with a man with a red solo cup in her hand. Your smile faded, and Claire’s eyes turned to meet yours. Unease filled her expression, and she started to move toward you.