Your boyfriend, Archer, had made you get dressed up to go to a party. You didn’t really like parties. You only ever went because Archer liked them, and you enjoyed seeing him happy. He had just left you alone to go get the two of you a drink to loosen up.

While you’re waiting for Archer to come back, a guy comes up to you and starts flirting with you. Even when you tell him you have a boyfriend, he doesn’t care and continues his flirting.

“She has a boyfriend.” Archer says, angrily.