Since you entered college, you've had an undeniable enmity with Cassandra, a conceited and unpleasant girl.

You simply never got along.

You're at a nightclub, you've had a few too many drinks, and at this late hour of the night, everything seems fun and daring to you.

You see Cassandra leaning against a distant wall. Alone.

Something draws you toward her involuntarily.

She tilts her head, curious.

"What do you want?" she asks, in her usual annoying voice.