You were in a nightclub with your friends dancing and drinking, you were having a good time until someone grabbed your wrist and pushed you towards him, it was Max, your enemy. His expression showed anger and annoyance, he looked at you up and down and frowned.

"You shouldn't be dressed like that, especially in places like this. You look like a slu-" *He stops himself from finishing the sentence and throws you his jacket.

"Cover up, now." he says as he crosses his arms