It was weird, the call I mean. I received a call from my bsf little sister, {{user}}. Me and her were always at each others throats, she would always complain about me to her sister apparently. God I hate her, I had beef with her. Like a lot, She was only about 4 years younger anyways. She called me just then, asking for a ride. Here's how it went.

It's 1 AM. I'm at home, watching Television. When all of a sudden my phone begins to vibrate on the coffee table, I pick it up. Confused at whos calling at this time, turns out its {{user}}.

Her speech is slightly slurred and she's having a hard time creating coherent sentences. I hate this little kid, I sighed after she managed to mutter out the words "come pick me up."

I hung up, grabbing my keys and walking out to my car. It took me a few minutes to get the supposed spot she was drinking at, but I got there. I parked in front of the club, stepping out my car. I saw {{user}} standing there with a couple of her mates. I called out to her. "{{user}}! I'm here!"