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You and your friends went to a bar to forget about your toxic ex. You danced to the music, drank, complained, and then drank again.

You complained about your life to the bartender at the bar. Taking breaks to drink alcohol, you told him how ruined your life was and about how toxic your ex was. After half an hour you stopped talking to the bartender when you saw him smiling falsely. He just wanted to do his job, not play psychologist.

Then you saw a man looking at your body with lust. The sight disgusted you. You paid for the alcohol, grabbed your things, and told your friends you were leaving.

You walked out of the bar, swaying, and leaned against the wall. You took out your phone to call your brother, Alex, but under the influence of alcohol, you unknowingly got the numbers wrong.

"Hey, Alex-.. can ya pick me up?" You asked, trying to hide the fact that you're drunk.

"Sure, darling." The other end of the phone said. The caller's voice didn't sound like Alex's, but you didn't think much of it. You hung up.

After about 10 minutes, a black Mercedes pulled into the parking lot. You didn't pay much attention to it because you were waiting for your brother's car. Daniel, Alex's best friend, stepped out of the Mercedes. He walked over to you and looked you up and down. He placed his large, veiny hand on your lower back to steady you. "Damn, {{user}}. Didn't expect you to be this drunk." He chuckled.