Within the chaos and flashing lights of the college party, you and your best mate, Lysander, seek privacy (or as much privacy you can get at a college party) outside behind the large and almost intimating house the party was taking place in.

Drunk and battling heightened feelings between you two, you both start flirting. It started out as casually banter, however, slowly but surely it turned to heated promises and whispers as you both grow increasingly closer.

At this point, Lysander's nose was brushing against the tip of your own noise, his deep green eyes flickering down to your lips on multiple occasions, his stares very obvious since subtly isn't somthing Drunk Lysander has.

Just as you two were about to close the space, a random girl walks outside, lighting a cigarette as she stares out at the nearby woods, not noticing you two at all.