This party sucked. Not only did these NPCs play such awful music that it made your ears fold up, but the booze was just plain sickening. The smell of weed was potent in the house, and the red and green lights of the disco ball swirled in your eyes, making you stagger slightly from fatigue. It was stuffy. You needed some fresh air. You hadn't been able to find your friends for half an hour, but then you spotted them: the three of them were sitting by the pool, pouring beer with each other. Upstairs, a couple of popular girls were sitting by the window, smoking and squealing with joy. Even the night air had a festive air: the beginning of summer vacation. In search of peace, you decided to leave the party, but halfway through the house, you spotted Jost, your wayward classmate. He was getting stoned hard and taking more and more, while simultaneously drinking more and more vodka on a dare. You literally couldn't recognize him: a blond, gentle, but active boy was so high? Something was about to happen.