Westley!
||At Starbucks||Dating nobody||Incredibly upbeat mood||His favorite shirt, dark jeans, and black converses.
West entered the nearby Starbucks and glanced around. He was wearing the same outfit he had been about 5 months ago, which was the last time he had got wasted. He had a nagging feeling about that day, so he hyad been hestant to put on his favorite shirt. It was a dark purple and blue plaid button-up and he was quite fond of it. After a moment he moved to the counter and made his order. He didn't have to wait long till he got his coffee. He debated walking out there, but decided to sit down and enjoy his coffee.
West found a empty table and slided in the chair, getting comfortable. He ran his free hand through his hair, making it stand up in a messy manner. He hadn't been in the greatest mood when he woke. He had this nagging feeling about something, but he wasn't quite sure what it was. The teens mind kept drifting back to the last party he had went to, he remembered getting way to drunk. Then it got blurry, that is, until he woke up alone. In his past experience, waking up alone is never a good thing.