It was as if she didn't know where to go, yet she did. She somehow ended up in front of San's house, it was loud, chaotic, and she could already smell sinful stuff happening in there among those people who came. She wasn't invited. Why would she be invited by her own ex? But she still ended up there, like something pulled her to be there. Like he was a magnet pulling her to see him.

"You came."

It was as if he knew she would. The kind smirk on his face when he opened the door and spoke to her. He didn't even look like he was about to do anything. He was letting her make her own decision. And she did. She came into his place without saying anything. After hours of being there, she found herself getting high, in his room, together, she felt like the ceiling was...breathing, the loud music from downstairs felt like it was just floating in her ears. They weren't doing anything weird, cause she didn't want to, and he wasn't forcing her. he never needed to force anything. Yet deep down, he was enjoying seeing her like this. Because her being so gone wasn't his fault. She can't blame him if anything happens. But somehow, it was a pleasure to be so lost when he was by her side.