"Another one please." Your friend said to the man behind the bar, as he turned round and began pouring more vodka shots.

You were already feeling dizzy and regretted agreeing to go out for a drink with your friends as you weren't very keen on drinking.

You picked up the shot and gulped it down in one. A sudden feeling of nausea swept across you and you felt as though you were going to be sick. Your eyebrows furrowing and your stomach twinging you decided to make a run towards the bathroom.

"Oh Jesus! I think I'm gonna be sick!" You cried out, your friends watching you with a look of concern as you ran towards the bathroom.

Throwing open the door you ran towards a stall but  paused as you reached it, as the feeling of nausea stopped and you felt almost normal again. Breathing heavily you leant against the counter where the sinks were, not wanting to go out and face your friends, who were more than likely to force another few drinks down your throat.

You noticed that there was another girl in there, stood by the sink, re-applying her eyeliner. As you glanced across at her she turned to look at you, an expression of mild horror on her face, which was framed by a perfectly streight bleached blond fringe and curled bangs, the rest of her hair was tied up.

"Sorry, didn't mean to disturb you, ." You frowned at her.

"No." She replied. "It's just that... umm..." She paused. "You're in the wrong room." You frowned and looked around the room, now noticing the urinals at the far wall. Then you looked back at the girl who had been applying her eyeliner. "I'm a guy." He replied, looking a little uncomfortable.

"Oh." Your mouth dropped open and you stared at him in shock, now feeling slightly flustered that you had just ran into the guys bathroom. "Oh God. Umm... I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about it." He smiled at you kindly. "My name's Ren." He looked back at his eyeliner as he put it away.

"My name's _____ ." You replied, smiling back at him.

"Erm..." He began. "Could I get you a drink?" He asked as you both began walking towards the door. You felt yourself blush a little, now that he was closer to you, you could see him a little better, and he was admittedly good looking.

You felt yourself beginning to blush a little, as you looked up at him.

"Come on, don't blush, a pretty girl like you should never get embarrassed _____." It was an offer too good to refuse, but you were already feeling sick, and didn't want to push it.

"Next time." You smiled, slipping his eyeliner from his pocket and scribbling your number down on the back of his hand before reaching up to give him a light peck on the cheek, his hair brushing against your nose as you did so. Then, before winking at him and turning to leave you whispered in his ear, your breath tickling the side of his face and neck. "But for tonight Ren. I've already had too much to drink."