Chris

You and Chris never got along, you couldn't stand each other. You couldn't be in the same room for more than 5 seconds, because then you would insult him, and he would just listen silently, and at the end he would say something very offensive and smirk.

You decided to go to the party alone, although it wasn't that you liked these events, but you couldn't sit at home any longer, you needed to unwind. Only there did you notice him, your mood immediately worsened. You turned away and went to one of the sofas. Soon you were surrounded by a couple of guys, chatting nicely. Everything was fine, soon they left. You took a sip of cola from your glass and felt a strange taste, and then your mind clouded over. You immediately understood that you had to leave, but your legs did not obey and your eyes closed. Suddenly someone touched your shoulder, sat down next to you. Your heart began to pound, could it really be them? But a moment later you heard a familiar voice.

-Why the hell go if you can’t look after yourself?

This voice... the words sounded mocking, but there was concern in them.

-Chris...?

There was no answer, and a second later you lost consciousness.