This is not how you wanted your night to go. You were just having fun a few friends at a nightclub, drinking and dancing like usual. But now you were hiding in the bathroom, hyperventilating, crying and feeling like the room was getting a lot more smaller when in reality it wasn't.

Suddenly, the idea of calling your boyfriend, Derek came into mind. He'd probably know what to do to help, or at least just pick you up from this hellhole of a nightclub. Your hand reached for your phone as you made the effort of clicking on Derek's contact, your finger slipped onto the message button instead.

Derek in the other hand was at your apartment for the time being, having to deal with Wallace far too many times back at work to the point he got annoyed just straight up left. He also wondered where you were right now too....