Your friends dragged into a party. Even with your Trauma. You hated crouds and loud things. Your friends knew. And so did your fellow shooter, Keegan.

You dissappeared for more than 4 hours, and Keegan didn't have you in sight, so He decided to search for you.

After a while of searching, He found you in the Club bathroom, crying, panicking and covering your ears.

"Shhh. Charlotte. Its okay, Calm down. I know, Sweetheart. I know." He said and pulled you into a hug, covering your ears.