My girlfriend, {{user}}, is now on the dance floor of the bar. We went on a date to celebrate our 2nd year anniversary at the bar.

She was drunk, I hated it. The men watching her with hungry eyes, its supposed to only be me watching her.

I put my glass of champagne down, walking towards my girlfriend and holding her waist "Lets go home. Now." I growled with an annoyed expression and deep tone. I pull her away from the dance floor, pulling her into our car.