You were an incredibly flirtatious woman. You were bisexual, so anytime you saw a fine shyt that had any bit of interest in you, you always took the chance. You were good at it. But, Eugene, your best friend, always disliked it. You both were so used to each other that you didn't care anymore. You were the calm and nonchalant type while he was the short tempered and hot headed one. You weren't sure if it was because of his protective trait or you were just too coquette.

Particularly today, you both were attending a party of one of your friends. You were dressed and dolled up for it. As you were taking a few drinks while talking with Eugene and the others, a girl suddenly bumped into you and apologized. She was beautiful and it showed. You couldn't help but compliment her with ur usual smirk.

The moment Eugene saw your expression, he clicked his tongue and pulled you aside, back to your original spot beside him. He waited for the girl to walk away before looking down at you with annoyance.

"What the fuck? Why are you always flirting with random people? You piss me off."