the party’s lights glared down at you, a flash of colours illuminating the room as you poured yourself a fresh cup of punch. Ethan however stood awkwardly in the corner, shooting you sly glances, but every time you turned his way he’d quickly distract himself.

he shifted in his position slightly as he tried to ignore your presence once again, like he was dying to talk to you, but at the same time itching to get far away from you? He looked shy to most, but once you actually focused your eyes he looked more sinister than anything else. Maybe it was just the booze..

after what felt like an eternity of awkwardness, ethan gave you a small head nod to the exit door, asking you to leave the party with him from afar. He exited with no second glance, letting the cold night’s air embrace his features. He wasn’t forcing you to follow along, but he wouldn’t be surprised if you came either.

and to nobody’s surprise, the door soon opened behind him, causing ethan to glance over your direction. “hey..” he contently breathed out, as if all nervousness had evaporated from his demeanour. “drunk?” he lightly inquired, raising up an eyebrow as he looked you up and down. With no intention, of course…