Nathan

A few hours ago, you found out your boyfriend cheated on you. You don't think much about it now, though, because the alcohol that's gone to your head and spreading through your body makes you feel too relaxed. A shell, unable to think clearly or move. It was almost morning, and the bar, with its stuffy room and the screams that were piercing your ears, had completely bored you. You went outside, and it was a success, because everything was swimming before your eyes, and your legs, if you could feel them at all, were like cotton wool. Stomping along the road, swinging your bag, you stumbled upon something warm, textured, and, for some reason, making the sound of a heartbeat. Focusing as much as possible, you saw in front of you the young man whose chest you had just smashed into.

• Oh.. hi..! - you staggered and tried to lean on the nearest pole, but, having lost your balance, began to fall. It's good that the arms of that very stranger managed to catch you, grabbing you by the torso and pulling you up. He held you while you staggered and giggled. For several minutes he tried to find out your address or your friends' numbers, but you only mumbled incoherently.
• Well then.. my name is Nathan and.. - he tried again to get you to your feet, your knees buckling every minute. unsuccessfully. - and I invite you to stay the night with me until you sober up. He picked you up and sat you in the backseat of his car, taking off his coat and throwing it over you.