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John had been invited to a party by his university friends. The party was packed with uninvited teenagers, roughly 15 to 17 years old, who were forcing the hosts to play reggaeton in exchange for money. John wasn't really into reggaeton, but he liked the rhythm, though the sexual content of the songs... No.

He was bored at the party, didn't want to talk to anyone because most people seemed like thugs, pick-me-ups, old money types, and very few were down-to-earth like John. Then you showed up, taking a sip of the punch on the table. He watched you as someone put on Gorillaz's "She's My Collar" in the background. He was surprised to see you; you were gorgeous, literally John's type. He wanted to go talk to you, but he was nervous.