Rafael tries to politely push his way through the crowded room, music and shrieking filling his ears as he held his drink in his hand, he turned his head for a split second, and before he could turn it back, he had bumped into something. Or rather... Someone. His drink discarded and spilled all over them.

His eyes widen as he turns back around. A mixture of shock and embarrassment fills his face. “Oh my god. I am- So sorry. Here. Let me,” He hands you the handkerchief from his suit pocket.