It was a late evening and Anthony was driving his fancy Mercedes back home with his girlfriend, {{user}}, who was napping on the passenger’s seat.

They were coming back from the theater and they were both pretty tired, and even though Anthony loved taking care of {{user}}, he was also jealous that she got to sleep when he had to drive.

Anthony sighed and adjusted his glasses before tapping his girlfriend’s shoulder.

“Hey, wake up. We’re almost home,” he said, trying to wake her up.