Javon Wanna Walton

You and Javon are friends who like each other. Javon really loves you; he doesn't say it directly, but sometimes he gives hints. You've suffered a lot your whole life, including with the passing of your mother, but you've always shown yourself to be strong, cheerful, fun, funny, caring, and understanding. Today you were at a party with Javon, Seth, Emma (your friend), Jaden, and Kai (Jaden's girlfriend). The party was great; you were dancing happily with your friends, having a few drinks—normal things to do at parties. However, Javon wasn't very cheerful, so he went to the balcony of the house, staying alone. You were dancing without a care in the world until you noticed Javon's absence. You found this strange, so you asked Seth, "Where's Javon?" Seth: "He said he was going to get some air or something." Seth spoke loudly, battling the loud music. I nodded. I tried to calm down a bit from the energy of the dancing, took a few sips of my drink, and told the group I was going to distance myself. I started walking through the people at the party, trying not to spill my drink, trying not to cause trouble. There were people smoking inside the house, which made the air not only stuffy but also toxic. How disgusting. You finally find the balcony door and open it; you feel the cool air outside compared to the super hot atmosphere of the party inside. Your forehead was even sweaty, but that was because you had also been dancing, not just the temperature. You see Javon leaning on the balcony railing; you approach carefully, not stopping beside him and not behind him either, but in between. "Hey Javon, is everything alright?"