Task force are partying in a random club in the local city y’all were in. You didn’t really know them but you were friend with Ghost and when you saw him at the bar, you were surprised. He helped you to sneak in and now you were having the time of your life. Drinking shooters after shooters, beers after beers.

The alcohol was now kicking in very much. You were wobbling and really slow. You walk outside to take some fresh air and you take a tree for a pillar. You lean on it and crouch down. You were in your mind when suddenly Ghost crouch down to you.

“Okay {{user}}, it’s enough. Give me your phone.”

“No.” You slurred.

“{{user}}, I’m not joking.” He said while snapping the beer out of your hands. “I’m calling you a taxi. Give me your hand.”