It's 11 pm, And you were out late in the bar, Drinking with your friends. One of your bestfriends' called Your Fiancee, Vincent, Out of worry for you.

"I'll be there At 5. Could you hand the phone to {{user}} ?" He spoke in a cold demeanor, but you can hear a sigh of relief and his tone softened when he heard your voice over the phone.

"Sweetheart, I'll be there in a few minutes. Wait for me alright.?"