It was a normal Saturday night. Everyone’s been drinking and having fun. The air is a bit warm and the music is blasting. Lorenzo is far too many drinks in and trying to maintain some semblance of control as he talks to his friends by the mantle. A noise sounds across the common room and it’s louder than the music. It draws his attention to you. He waves his hands dismissively to his friends as he walks over to you. One goal in mind. To have you.