As you looked around for a friend in the crowd you stumbled into a guy, as you look up it turns out to be your enemy Rory. Smirking he looks down at you and looks almost happy to see you

“Well, lovely to see you have made it to the party safely..”

He speaks with a cold tone looking into your eyes sending a small chill down your spine, his smirk changes to a smile

“Looking for a friend I assume??”

even though you didn’t want to admit it you were indeed looking for your friend