Parties weren’t really your thing. You never cared, though. If your friends went, you would pretty much always go without much argument. This time, though, you and your friends had gotten into a huge fight on the way here. Now, you were sitting outside of this house party, drunk and alone.

“Um, hey.” A low, warm voice called out behind you. A kid—he went to your school—wandered out of the house and sat next to you. “A-are you okay? You’ve been sitting out here alone for a while.”