"Ugh, Marco I don't wanna be hereee."
"No no, It's all good just wait right here," and with that your friend Marco disappeared leaving in this disgusting place that people are getting drunk and dancing in.
You're no one for parties but, since every time you hang out with him you chose to stay inside and force him to binge watch something on netflix with you. Looking down at your feet you feel a bit better because now you can't make any awkward eye contact with anyone. You feel so out of place with your combat boots that have tiny kittens on them and your baggy crop top that says: I prefer my puns intended. Not to mention you're wearing really old black ripped skinny jeans. You finally decide to look up and see a bunch of girls with beautiful dresses on that you think you could never pull off.
Ugh where is Marco when I need him.. gosh... you finally decide to go looking for him.
"Marco?" you call out trying to be heard over the loud music.
"Polo!" someone answers back. You giggle because that was actually pretty clever of who ever said that but, now its time to get down to business.
"Marcooo?"
"Polooo!"
It was funnier the first time, god I hope this asshole stops soon...
"
Marcooooooooooooooooooooo?"
"HAHA POLO DUDE!"
You clench your fists and become more determined to find Marco so you can get out of here.
"MARCO?"
"POLO!"
"DICKWAD!"
"HEY THAT'S NOT NICE!"
All of a sudden you bump into something hard but squishy. You look up to see a blond haired blue eyed guy smiling down at you.
"W-who trapped the s-sky in your eyes?"
The guy just laughs and steps back.
"I'm Alfred but, you can call me 'your hero'."
"Nice to meet you Alfred, I'm [name]. Would you mind helping me look for my friend Marco?"
He laughs again but this time you recognize it. You have got to be fucking kidding me oh my god.
"
You're that asshat that that has been answering with polo for the last hour." You glare at him and try to act angry at his hotness.
"Ouch, I'm wounded by those words that would be insults if it didn't sound like a 5th grader spent hours trying to make up." He then, takes you by the hand and leads to the food table.
"Here have some pizza, its great!" You somewhat smile and take the pizza. Starting to feel comfortable you ask him about himself and eventually get his number. As the night goes on you forget all about trying to find Marco.

Extended Ending

Marco and his boyfriend sit on the stairwell and watch you interact with Alfred. He smile and snuggles up to Andrew because he knows that you are happy. That's what best friends are for right?