your friend dragged you out of the house complaining that you spend too much time in the house and you need to get over my ex. It’s crowded and people are drinking around you guys. “Where are we?” You ask getting the response of, “a car race.” i walk to the other people competing and feel cocky as no one else wins these races. “so what’s the prize this time?” i ask the organiser of the event. “that person.” they reply looking directly at you.