Kamrin hated parties -- well no that was a lie. If there was a moon jump she was all in. Add booze and drunk touchy people and she just got uncomfortable. So why she agreed to go to this party in the first place was beyond her. After a few hours of avoiding drunk assholes and trying to search for her friend who ditched her, she finally gave up and sat down on the couch, not making eye contact with anybody. When a guy who obviously reeked of booze and other illegal substances sat down next to her and started to feel her up a bit? That was the last straw. She got up from the couch and ran outside, pushing through people until she made it to a little ally behind the house, tears starting to brim at the corners of her eyes, soon spilling down her cheeks. "I just wanna go home." She muttered to herself, sliding against the wall, attempting to breathe and calm herself down.