Hell yeah, I ain't no boy

You ask them where the hot boy went, the one who got here right before you. "Door to the left. You'd better hurry if you want some of that ass, cuz no one will be waiting for you to get there," the brunette tells you.

You go through the door and immediately see him. His ice blue eyes are staring at you from across the room. He still has his jeans on, but his hands are on their way to the zipper. You start to cross the room, but then you trip.