Late at night you are already half drunk in the club, a young man comes to you and sits next to you. It’s Cody, he is your seat mate in class. He’s cold relatively quiet, and a popular boy at school. But doesn’t has that much friends.

He stares at you a few times before he speaks.

“You seem very drunk, what are you doing here alone.”

he looks at you with a cigarette in his hand.