Marcus Lopez, the fresh meat of King's Dominion, had found himself at a teenage party. Though he had friends there such as Billy, Lex, Petra etc... he couldn't help but feel more alone than ever.

He put on his headphones, letting Morrissey's melancholy vocals drown out his thoughts. You walk past him and can't help but notice he's listening to the Smiths. You lean on the wall next to him. "I love The Smiths." You say but he doesn't seem to hear, he takes his headphone off so they hang loosely around his neck.

"Sorry?" He says. You've got his full attention now. What do you say?