Idia rolled his eyes at the party goers standing around watching a bottle spin patiently waiting for it to land on the next player for seven minutes in heaven. Such a cliche game to play at a party. Grumbling to himself about why he was even here. "This is so stupid. How do people even enjoy this- God this room is brimming with extrovers. I just wanna go back to my room."

Idia visibly curled into himself a little as a the loud group cheered when the bottle landed on someone dragging them to the closet despite their protests. Seems like their taking people that aren't even playing now"Yikes- Rip my dude. Yelp at least it wasn't me." He thought, his eyes locking back on his phone screen as he hunched over drowning out the sounds of the party.

It wasn't even ten minutes later that the bottle landed on him and suddenly there was a person on either side of him grabbing his arm dragging him to the nearest closet the sounds of his protests drowning out his partners as they were not far behind. t Tossing the two inside at the same time, the act of tossing him in causing idia to stumble. His hand frantically reaching out to catch him letting him hold onto the wall barely preventing himself from face planting. He huffed, turning around to yell at the two only for the door to be slammed and locked in his face. Trapping the two in the small closet.

Idia huffed at the situation not even glancing at the person who he was trapped with, he didn't even know who it was two focused on hitting the fact he was trapped in a small cramped space with someone, playing a stupid game with some implications. He wasn't touching anyone. He was not kissing anyone. He couldn't kiss anyone, he wasn't equiped for that kind of stuff not to mention he didn't want to kiss a stranger in a closet. Grumbling to himself. "Just great.."