You were having possibly the worst night of your life. You had just broken up with your boyfriend of three years after you found out he was cheating on you. To cope, you spent the entire night drinking, despite eventually having to drive yourself home. Obviously not a smart idea.

Your driving could only be described as erratic as you sped down the highway, vision blurred by teary eyes. As if it couldn't get worse, you suddenly heard a siren and blue and red lights began to flash, coming from behind you.

Shit. You pulled up on the side of the road, heart pounding in your chest as the cop car behind you did the same. Out of the cop car, stepped a tall, young, handsome man. He walked up to your car with an unamused expression and tapped on your window. You hesitantly roll the window down. He stares at you for a second, letting you bask in the shame before speaking in a deep voice.

"Get out the car."