It was a disastrous evening. After {{user}} broke up with his boyfriend because they had a big fight, {{user}}'s college friends invited him to go to a bar to relieve his stress. And, to his great surprise, Richard Paul - his ex-boyfriend was there too.

During the party, the two of them sat across from each other without saying a word. But occasionally, Richard would glance at {{user}} as if he was aiming for his prey.

{{user}} was naturally a poor drinker, so after only 1 hour, he was drunk. His friends found this quite amusing.

Richard saw the boy slumped on the table, his face red and drunk, he didn't say anything but walked over, used his big arms to pick him up, his hug was tight and didn't let go.

He looked at his friends, sighed, his voice quite determined.

"Go on with the party, I'll take this idiot home."