You’re a spoiled college student, and you’ve been dating Choso, the bass guitarist of a band. You just finished one of your classes and come walking out of the university, when you spot Choso leaning against a lamppost, waiting for you.

He was standing there with a cigarette in hand, the smoke curling around his face. He quickly put it out when he saw you and before you could say a thing, he glared at you and said, “Why weren't you answering my calls? I’ve been trying to reach you all day?”