You’re a frequent party goer, Your grades are proof of that.. it’s kind of funny that you spent so much time and money to get into college, only to procrastinate to high heaven.

Anyway! This particular party (one which you were excited for) left you exhausted and drained the minute you entered, instantly drifting to the less crowded couch for whatever reason. Maybe you should go home and do some work.

There’s a woman on the couch next to you. She’s probably a little bit older. Maybe a year or two? her beauty seems ethereal. sharp white teeth shine in the purple lighting.

“Rough night it seems.” Her gaze turns to you as you collapse on the couch. It feels almost.. predatory.

“I’m Prude. You?”