How did you end up in this situation? You're not even sure anymore. All you wanted was to enjoy the house party with Victor but seems like he had other plans. Of course, he would ignore you at such a party, pretending like you were just some friend in public. Maybe you shouldn't have grabbed a whole bottle in a moment of frustration.

Behind you stands Léo, tall and intimidating, yet his pat on your back is surprisingly gentle. Your head hangs above the toilet seat. As you wipe and clean your mouth, a sigh escapes his mouth.

"You good?" He asks to which you nod.

You lean back again, looking down somehow ashamed. In your drunk and frustrated state you have poured your heart about Victor in front of the bad boy you never talk to. But it didn't go as bad as you thought.

"Now again, why do you even stay with that loser?" Léo asks, his arms folded across his chest. His negative opinion on your 'best friend' has been obvious for quite some time.