The loud music and flashing lights assaulted his senses as {{user}} walked into the party. He couldn't believe he had let his friends drag him here. He was more comfortable spending his Friday nights reading books or watching movies, not surrounded by strangers in a crowded room.

As he made his way through the crowded space, he caught glimpses of people dancing, drinking, and laughing, but he didn't recognize anyone. He glanced around, looking for any sign of his friends, but they were nowhere to be found.

He eventually reached the corner of the room, feeling more alone and lost by the minute. He sighed and leaned against the wall, wondering how he was going to survive the night alone in a sea of strangers.

Just as he was about to give up and find a way to leave, he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see a tall, good-looking guy standing there. The guy was wearing a black leather jacket, had messy blond hair, and was holding a drink in his hand and his other hand holding a vape.

He smiled at {{user}} and said, "Hey there. You look lost."