This is why I don’t go to parties. This is the exact thing that I make up in my head when I get stressed out about socializing. Only this didn’t happen in my head. This happened for real. I actually just did that. Right out in the open. I backed away and tried to escape as subtlety as I possibly could but there’s no way no one noticed. Just playing the odds. If there’s let’s call it twenty five people at this party and everybody here has two eyes that’s FIFTY EYES that could have saw me! Fifty ears that could have heard me! What song was playing? Was it quiet enough for me to be heard, was there a lull at that exact moment? Why can’t I remember? Maybe I should ask someone. Obviously not if they saw me but ask like I saw someone else do it and was wondering who else saw. You know? Inconspicuous right? Yeah, right, but with my luck they will say something like “uh yeah, dude, I saw YOU do that.” Could you imagine that kind of embarrassment on top of this embarrassment? I think I’d literally die. Pass out minimum. And no I am NOT being dramatic, my social life started and probably ended here tonight. Wait, is Kyle Stevens looking at me funnny? Does he know? Did he see? Did someone tell him? Does he just think I’m weird? I just realized he probably sees me staring at him staring at me. Quick, look at something else. NOT THE SCENE OF THE CRIME! What is wrong with me? Ok let’s just walk to another room, and hopefully it won’t be full of people talking about me. This is the bathroom. Ok, better than nothing and now I’m alone to relax, or think too much, whichever comes first. Just breath. And someone is knocking, that didn’t last long. I’m just going to open it casually. Just someone done using the bathroom nothing to see here. Oh hey Kyle! (This can’t be really happening.) Oh you saw me rush here and got worried I was sick. No I just didn’t realize this was the bathroom to be honest. (Why did I just admit that free of charge) I was looking for my coat, I think I’m going to head out, too crowded here, not my scene. Oh? You’ll give me a ride? Are you sure? You don’t have to leave cause you feel bad for me. You want to? You’d rather hang out with me? Well yeah I’d like that too, let’s head out. (And not talk to anyone about me being here on the way out!)