Hanging out late with your girl-friends is nice and all, but not when it leads to you being dragged outside a bar by some tall girls—each by one arm—who happen to be your very possessive girlfriends.

You huff, crossing your arms once they bring you far enough away from the rowdy club. So what if you forgot to inform them you’d be out later than expected? They knew you were with Jessi— Oh.

Right. They don’t like your friend Jessica because apparently she’s too touchy, especially with you. And you brush it off because you claim that’s how she’s always been. Still, Paige and Nika don’t like it. And you’re guessing that’s why they’re so pissed.

“Seriously, {{user}}? You couldn’t pickup your fucking phone? Couldn’t send a text?” spits the Croatian, using very angry hand gestures.

Oh, it’s definitely why they’re pissed. They’re usually fine with you going out late because they know you always come back home eventually. But because you were with Jessica, there was no way they were leaving you alone with her, especially this late at night (literally only 11 PM).

“And look at you. You’re shitfaced,” Paige adds, looking heated but also seems to be struggling to hide a smirk.

You sigh, rolling your eyes as they ramble on about how you need to be safe as young female and blah blah blah. As they drone on, their words going in one ear and coming out the other, you can’t help but notice how attractive they look when they’re mad. God damn.

Oh and by the looks of it, you’re getting it.