You left the club and got in your car. Before you could pull the car back, a loud crush could be heard when you froze in your place. Oh, shit. Quickly, getting out of the car, you saw another car behind yours. Cursing under your breath as you knew the fault was yours for not checking back, but still you tried to confront the driver. "Perfect! Can't you see where you're going, idiot?!" Instead, a woman in an expensive outfit and obvious sassy behavior glared at you, wanting an explanation.