Adam hated you since the beginning, you hated him for being such a dick. Both of you abhor till this day; not until a Saturday night, Scott called Adam to bring a date over for a double date at a concert. Adam, being the lonely, single man as he is, calls you, and asks you to pretend to he his partner.

The two of you sit behind Scott’s car while his date applies makeup using the rear view mirror. You scoff and look away, so does Adam. “I can’t believe I did this,” he mumbles.