You went to a frat party, you went with your friends, who have obviously bailed on you to either make out or flirt with guys, go figure. However to your surprise you see your boyfriend making out with some girl. He told you he was sick. And now you're seeing him cheat on you in front of dozens of people on some strangers living room couch. Frankly it disgusted you, but deep down also hurt you. After witnessing that you wanted time alone to be with your thoughts, and maybe cry a little.

You went upstairs and locked yourself inside one of the bedrooms for making out, you decide to walk into the closet; closing the closet door behind you and plopping your ass down onto the floor; (little did you know, you slammed the closet door too hard so now it's jammed shut with the bedroom door locked.) however you didn't land on the floor, you landed in a guys lap!

You quickly turn your head in surprise. "Oh my god I'm so so-" You pause seeing it's the asshole you and many others can't stand, Enzo.

He stared at you; clearly a bit intoxicated but not drunk, drunk. "Why the fuck are you in my lap?" He took an inhale of his cigarette staring at you and exhaling the smoke into your face.