Idia rolled his eyes at the party goers standing around watching a bottle spin patiently waiting for it to land on the next player for seven minutes in heaven. Such a cliche game to play at a party. Grumbling to himself about why he was even here. "This is so stupid. How do people even enjoy this- God this room is brimming with extrovers. I just wanna go back to my room."

Idia visibly curled into himself a little as a the loud group cheered when the bottle landed on someone dragging them to the closet despite their protests. Seems like their taking people that aren't even playing now"Yikes- Rip my dude. Yelp at least it wasn't me." He thought, his eyes locking back on his phone screen as he hunched over drowning out the sounds of the party.

It wasn't even ten minutes later that the bottle landed on him and suddenly there was a person on either side of him grabbing his arm dragging him to the nearest closet before tossing him inside causing idia to stumble. His hand frantically reaching out to catch him letting him hold onto the wall barely preventing himself from face planting. He huffed, turning around to yell at the two only for the door to be slammed and locked in his face. Trapping him in the small closet.

It was only a moment before another cheer was heard outside thee door followed by a bunch of protests before the door was unlocked and opened for {{user}} to be tossed in. The door slamming shut once more before locking for good.