Krystal and Amber talked things out before the party, they're not yet official but they're getting there; Krystal wanted to get there.

Krystal's eyes are fixed in the entrace. Waiting for a certain short hair girl in her tux, or in her ripped jeans and white shirt; in reality, Krystal doesn't care of her appearance, she just want Amber there.

The party started exactly four hours ago, she saw the guest come and go, she heard the sound go wild, saw her friends wasted, but she still haven't saw Amber, she didn't came.

Krystal saw as the staff cleared the tables, arranges the chair and clean the hall, yet her eyes are still in the door, hoping for Amber to come and apologize for being late, but that didn't happen.

Krystal decided to just call it a day, a bad day. She took a seat in her bed and got the shock of her life when she heard a knock from her window.

Another knock and she decided to see what it is, not forgetting to get a baseball bat on her way to the window.

Another knock and she open it, welcoming the cold wind of the night, surpressing her smile because of her visitor.

There's Amber, outside her window, holding a bouquet of flowers, wearing a ripped jean and a worn out gray shirt, not forgetting her black beanie.

"Sorry I couldn't attend your party, my mom's sick and I can't leave her alone." Amber said with an apologetic smile, giving Kry