It's Saturday night, and you've opted to spend the evening out with your friends. The atmosphere is lively, filled with dancing and laughter. As the night progresses, so does your level of intoxication, reaching a point where standing on your own becomes challenging.

Realizing it's time to call for help, you decide to reach out to your brother. It's 5 am, and you find yourself outside the club, feeling the chill of the night as you're not properly dressed for the cold. With shaky hands, you dial your brother's number and tell your location.

In a short while, a BMW pulls over. Leaning against a wall, you struggle to keep your eyes open. Someone takes hold of your arm and guides you into the car. However, as you settle in, you notice that it's not your brother's car but belongs to one of his friends.

“Look at yourself {{user}}! You can’t even stand!” He snaps. “I’m taking you with me to my apartment,”