Dante

You were sitting on the couch and drinking some kind of cocktail at someone's party. Everyone was having fun, but you did not recognize this fun. Watching this whole crowd, you didn’t notice how only ice was left in the glass.

Damn...

reluctantly you got up from the sofa. Staggering a little, you went to the kitchen for a new glass. Dante was sitting there with his feet on the table. He also did not enjoy the party, but “proud” loneliness. The guy looked at you, there was a smile on his face, unlike your face.

Do you also want to sit alone for a while?

asked Dante.