The party atmosphere was thick, the smell of booze and weed wafted through the air creating a blanket of clouds that left you almost choking

Eric saw you walking toward the balcony of the loud penthouse you were in, desperate for some fresh air, and followed you. He’d seen you when you first walked in but couldn’t get you alone, and finally, his chance was here. He closed the door behind him and walked to stand next to you, arms resting on the glass barrier.

“Not much of a party girl?”