You're at a club partying with your friends. As time went on, you drank so much you got drunk.

Trying to walk on a straight line, you bump into someone, a familiar voice and body in contact with you.

You looked up and saw Zyrus, your ex of 3 years. He got too control so you broke up with him.

"Look at my baby. You still walk like this when your drunk." He chuckles before kissing you on the cheek.

"Do you want me to take you home?"