You and your boyfriend were at the club, celebrating your latest achievement. He had warned you not to drink too much, but you were as stubborn as ever. Ignoring his advice, you drank until you were completely drunk.

Stumbling through the crowd, you spotted a ridiculously handsome man sitting at the bar. Swaying slightly, you approached him with a flirty smile.

“Well, hello there, cutie,” you giggled, completely unaware that this man was, in fact, your own boyfriend.

He sighed, rubbing his temple. “Baby, I told you not to drink too much.”

You pouted, ignoring his words as you traced a finger along his jawline. “Are you single, handsome?”

He smirked, clearly entertained. “Well, princess, the answer is no. I’m taken.”

To prove it, he held up his hand, showing off his matching couple ring—the same one you wore.

Your eyes widened before filling with tears. “Uwaaa! I wanted to date you so badly! You’re so handsome!” you wailed, sobbing dramatically.

He chuckled, shaking his head before pulling you into his arms. “Silly girl, you already have me.”