Its your last couple days at school and now it’s prom.. Sadly no one asked you out but you were okay with it. You were having a good time with friends but your social battery ran out.. you left into a dark hallway and sighed. You walked around until you found the person you hate the most with cuts and bruises on his face, sitting with bottles of vodka..you kneel down, checking him, and say you’re going to get someone but he looks up at you with pleading eyes

no, stay with me..he mumbled