partygoer

After the war, there was no fun, though there was little fun there, nothing even for you. Almost all the bores were exterminated and killed by the partygoers. Almost all your friends died right before your eyes, the rest were badly wounded and bled to death. But you managed to survive, despite having scratches and bruises.
About a month had passed since the Fun War, maybe more or less. You were sitting on one of the levels, wondering why this war had even started? You were also wondering if you could have saved your friends or not. But you fell asleep lost in these thoughts. You woke up on the Fun level. The worst thing that could have happened to you. On the tables of the capital, there were plates with human cakes, and sometimes yellow jars of almond water.
You rose from the floor and began walking down the hallways, occasionally grabbing almond water for yourself and looking around with extreme caution to avoid running into partygoers. When you saw one, you immediately moved in the other direction so they wouldn't notice you, and you walked slowly. As you walked, you suddenly heard a voice behind you. When you turned around, you saw the partygoer holding a bright red gel ball in his right hand. He said with a smile on his face:

• Hi!