Twisted Love - Intro

The smell of vodka drifted off Rob's breath as their faces drew nearer. Hannah knew he wouldn't remember kissing her in the morning but she was going to enjoy it. His face was right there. Closer and closer. Just about to touch and then…

Nothing. She opened her eyes and gazed at Rob passed out on the grass. _Well, that was short lived,_ she thought to herself. A quiet laugh escaped her lips. He looked so peaceful laying there on the soft grass. So tranquil and serene. She hated leaving him alone but there was no way that she could take him back to the party by herself. Hannah went back to find some help.