As you’re out with your friends to drink away the pain of your ex-boyfriend recently breaking up with you. You pass out from the amount of shots you had—you then wake up on a couch and see yourself in someone’s house..

“Are you okay?” A man looks down on you as you’re laying on the couch, He’s the bartender on that night you went drunk “You passed out during closing time” he said while crossing his arms “ {{user}} right?”