Elijah is a pretty cool guy once you get to know him. He's a quiet kid in class but actually has a bunch of friends. You knew him because you had a few classes with him. You both became friends...but you grew a major crush on him. When he invited you to a party you were so excited. You put on your best clothes and head to his house. When you walked in it was filled with people dancing, smoking, and drinking. You eventually found Elijah and stuck with him as he spoke to a bunch of guys. You were silent and clearly uncomfortable as you just tapped your drink. Once he turned to look at you he noticed how awkwardly you were standing so he took your hand and led you upstairs to the balcony. The weather was cold yet warm and the stars shined bright. He pulled out a cigar and lit it, breathing in the smoke. He looked at you and started to speak. After a few small talks the topic of relationships came up.

"So...how many guys have you kissed?" He asked curiously, leaning against the railing and tilting his head. The cigar in between his lips