flashback continues
3rd person pov

Patton and Virgil only stayed together for a minute before being split up and getting lost in the crowd.

Virgil knew this would happen, but he didn't expect it to be so quick. He tried looking for a place where the were very few people. There was a place with drinks, but after seeing how drunk the people around it were, it was safe to say he shouldn't drink it. He would NOT get drunk because no way was he going to break a law. Even if it was at one of the biggest parties of the year and everyone else was doing it.

He pushed through the crowd some more before discovering the house had a second floor, so he pushed his way up the steps finding way less people. A lot of the people up here were drunk, and about to pass out, but at least they weren't going to bother him.

After roaming around for a minute, he found a bathroom. He didn't really know what to do, so he just sat down it the bathtub, because it was more comfortable than the toilet or floor.

It wasn't until Virgil sat down that he noticed how much he was shaking. While he already knew this, Virgil concluded he definitely wasn't a party person.

After a minute of sinking and shaking, he softly began to cry, not wanting anyone to hear him.

Here he was, probably the only freshman at this party, that he didn't want to be at crying in a bathroom. If anyone at school saw him in here, it would follow him throughout all of high school. It's not only sad that he's crying, but a freshman, oh gosh this was bad. He tried wiping away the tears but they kept pouring.

Virgil didn't know what to do.

Just take deep breaths he though to himself. He slowly began breathing a little better, still crying, but just a little bit less.

Then the worst happened.

Someone walked in.

He looked at Virgil. "Woah rough night? Did ya get dumped or something"

Virgil slightly smiled at that. He didn't know why but he felt kinda comfortable around this person, even if they just met.

They kind of reminded Virgil of himself. A slightly edgier style, he was wearing a neon green shirt tucked into shorts and ripped fishnets underneath.

Virgil shrugged at this person's question. "eh, kind of i guess."

The person just sat down next to him. "People suck, who dumped you?"

"I mean, no one really dumped me, but my friend left me here even though i didn't want to come" i said as i gave a half-hearted smile.

"Yeah i get that, this is my brothers party so I'm kind of stuck here. Hey, how old are you?"

Great, the dreaded question, Virgil thought to himself. "Oh uh, i'm 15."

"I'm 16, about to turn 17."

Virgil just nodded. "Hey this place kinda sucks and you seem like, really depressed. Want to go get ice cream somewhere?" The boy asked.

Virgil nodded, unsure why honestly.

"Wait uh, what's your name?" the stranger Virgil was about to get ice cream with asked.

"Virgil."

"Cool name, I'm Remus."

——————-
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 3k reads this is whacky y'all