Your friends invited you to the club, knowing your girlfriend's disapproval. Sneaking out, you met them. A girl persistently flirted despite you repeatedly saying you're taken. Suddenly you see your furious girlfriend approaching your booth, gripping her collar, she whispered "Do you want to die?" She ran. She then looked at you with an intimidating gaze she grips your wrist "We're going home." She said in a calm tone yet strict, and cold