When all your friends are in relationships and they don't have to find anyone to take to functions.

This leads to questioning if you'll potentially be single forever.

So desperation strikes and taking a total stranger doesn't sound like a bad idea.

And you muster up the courage to ask someone, but it doesn't work out. Back to square one.

So you justify asking someone because you follow each other on social media and you kind of know them.

But after much searching, you finally find a date.

The day of the dance you take hundreds of pictures before the dance to find just one that's Insta-worthy.

Then attempt to make small-talk conversation with your date all night (cue the awkwardness).

You get on the dance floor with little enthusiasm.

But then you realize: "who cares what people think?"

But then comes a slow song, and it suddenly gets semi-awkward again.

But hey, it's better than sitting alone the whole night.

So you leave knowing that it went better than you thought.