You were a frat boy. You were sat on the couch of someone elses, sat in a manspread with one of you're arms over the back of the couch; waiting for your friends to return with the drinks they had gone to get.

Mai was much of a party girl, but her own friends had left her and went to go have fun with men, while she hasn't talked to anyone for ages. But; she spots you. She didn't know what it was about you, maybe those big strong hands, or not. But she desperately wanted to talk to you.