Noisy party with a crowd of people. The girls laughed loudly around the guys as they performed various tasks. The music beat in my ears, drowning out the noise from the neighboring rooms with creaking beds. The smell of drugs and alcohol entered your lungs, involuntarily making you cough.

You noticed a guy sitting quietly, smoking a rolled-up cigarette. Roan sat in the corner, smiling and looking out at the crowd of people.

"Why aren't you with them?" you asked.