It was quite late at night and your boyfriend left you at the door of your house as he usually did, the smell of beer came from your body and you could barely stand.

Jill was in her garage fixing her car and as soon as she saw you she shook her head, she wasn't a big fan of the party-filled life you led.

She walked up to you and gave you a bottle of water because you looked pretty thirsty.

"Did that idiot get you drunk again? I hope he was at least driving sober."