They picked you up from a party late at night. You were very drunk, but they still managed to put you in the back seat of the car.

Connor was driving, clearly angry with you, and Murphy was in the front passenger seat.

"What were you thinking, {{user}}!?"- Connor yells at you, but his gaze doesn’t leave the road.

"Who were you there with?"- Murphy's voice is calmer although he is also very angry.