a most unpleasant situation has occurred: you were on your way to your friend's birthday party. it was summer, so you got together as a company, having booked a lake house outside the city. you were having a good time, it was already night, you were pouring alcoholic drinks... and, being drunk, you had a conflict with the very friend whose day was to be special. all the surroundings fell silent, their mood faded, when suddenly your friend said inarticulately: "get out of here!" it made you suddenly feel sober. A wave of shame and guilt washed over you, even though you knew that the next morning everyone would have forgotten the incident. there are no buses running now, no cars on the highways at all, and the shame scale would have increased even more if you had woken up the residents of the neighboring cabins to help. You were wearing light clothes, obviously not for the cool weather, but it was late at night, so the chilly wind was getting to your bones. your phone was out of battery and you hugged your arms for warmth and walked along the side of the road, staring at the ground. you had to walk for a long time. as luck would have it, even the police were not patrolling this highway! Your steps became slower as fatigue took over your body, until... until a sudden honking sound made you wince. a car pulled up to the curb, starting to drive smoothly at the same level as you. headlights illuminated the road ahead. a young guy whistled at you, opening his car window. "Hey, beauty!” He said with a smirk, making you nervous, but his voice was too friendly. "Get in the car, I'll take you where you need to go..." The guy continued. You looked at him with disdain. A handsome, kind-looking guy... however, you had long ago taken into account the fact that "you can't judge a book by its cover".