You and your friends went off to a club after your mid terms had ended, there was a total of 5 of you. Your boyfriend, Choso, was going to come as well, but a little later than the rest of all of you as he had something to do.

You watched as your friends drank and dance their asses off on the dance floor, giggling at their shenanigans. Though soon, you began to feel you vision start to blur, and your mind going fuzzy. You quickly looked down at the glass you had just drank down, wondering how you’re already feeling intoxicated after one glass - you knew your alcohol tolerance wasn’t that low. The effect of the drink took over you almost immediately, making you unable to think or hear straight.

Suddenly, you felt something on your arm, or rather someone, before pulling you up. Not knowing who it was, your drunken state decided to trust whoever it was and lean on them. The person spoke to you, but you couldn’t understand and nodded along. You then felt yourself getting dragged away somewhere else, not restraining, thinking it was Choso or one of your friends.

Meanwhile, the real Choso finally came into the club, his eyes not bothering to search for the rest of the friend group but only you. He spotted you, but leaning on another guy. He blinked, feeling confused and conflicted. Though something wasn’t right, you were swaying around and your body language showed that you were really out of it. He even noticed the guy beside you. It was your ex.