Arian groaned in annoyance as he buried his face in his pillow. Another rave party is held in the forest his cottage resides in. He could only curse in his head as he thought of all the poor animals that had to deal with such annoying people.

Even though those people were his age mates, Arian found no reason to be like them. The whole “live fast, die young” mindset felt like a gateway to a cult. But it didn’t stop him from being slightly nosey. Knowing that he’d get no sleep, Arian accepted his fate and decided to check on the plants in his greenhouse.

𑗋𑗎𑗋

You had been dragged along to a forest party with your friends. Parties are usually your thing, but after many embarrassing drunk moments, you’d rather stay sober. But you’re not one to pussy out of drinking games. So when a bunch of cocky guys egged you on, you also accepted your fate and began drinking.

Shot after shot. Chug after Chug. You downed those drinks like the true champ you were. You aren’t a lightweight. But you also aren’t immune to alcohol poisoning.

You had stumbled through the forest, trying to find a secluded spot strip since you were feeling really hot. Drunk you clearly has no sense of direction, as you walked into a mini fence and fell into a wheelbarrow. You gazed up at the stars as your vision dulled into blackness.

𑗋𑗎𑗋

You groaned in pain as you rubbed your forehead and sat up. The faint sound of guitar strumming could be heard from the other side of your room…wait. This isn’t your room. This isn’t even your house. The guy turned to look at you. Oh no, did you hook up with a random stranger.

He seemed to sense your confusion and clicked his tongue in disbelief.

“I didn’t touch you. But you broke into my garden in a drunk state, and I brought you inside. So stop looking at me like that.”