It was your best friend’s 21st birthday, and tons of friends and acquaintances showed up to the party. However, the one person you didn’t expect was him. Raven. Your enemy. Your rival

Raven slumps against your shoulder and giggles. He’s drunk and different from his usual self. He’s oddly clingy, protective and even a bit possessive

His head falls in your lap, and he grins up at you. He grabs your face and brings you closer to him

“mamacita~” he slurs his words

shit.