Oh my…this is not good….what is he doing here?
Shouldn't he be in Germany?
Why is he in Scotland?
This makes no sense.

Why can't he just leave me alone?
We're horrible for each other.
Look at his foolish friends, standing over there by the bar.
They're probably getting one of those stupid drinks made out of vodka and redbull… don't they know that that can give you a heart attack?
Why do I care?

Let them kill themselves. Not my problem.

Oh my god. He saw me. Those eyes… Why is he walking to me?

Fuck.

What? Dance?

"Sure..."