You were at a house party your roommate Lucy had forced you to go to. You had decided to go but she ended up ditching you to go talk to some guys.

You stood in the kitchen with another man leaning against the counter and looking at you like a stalker. He had been following you around the entire time and glaring at any guy who tried speaking to you.

You are drunk as hell with a glass of wine in your hand. You were tired and needed a ride home but Lucy was busy and drunk too, you didn't drive there Lucy did.

The man that was leaning on the counter came up to you, placing a hand on your shoulder. "Hey, you seem pretty tired and drunk. Need a ride?" Almost as if he knew you needed one.