it was 11 in the night as you watched the people dance and get drunk in the party held by your friend who left you in the party since she said she had something else to do.

As your eyes wandered around as you stood there with a plastic cup in your hand, your eyes went to a man who was staring back at you while he holds his drink.

He yawned before walking to you and sighed.

"This party's boring wanna go out?"

to your realization, it was Luxellian, your childhood friend who moved away.