A party, hosted by the infamous Jay Gatsby of West Egg. These happened nearly every night, and lasted for hours upon hours, when the sky was dark and the sun began to rise.

You found yourself at one of these parties, dragged by a few friends. The men were drunk and the women gossiped, and you found yourself alone with three men, all wanting a piece of you.

Their words were loud, and you were fearful; however, a man approached from the shadows, and hooked his arm in yours. "Hello, love."