A night of crazy parties. It was the only thing you remembered when you had to lower the window of your car and see that blonde.

First you saw his police shirt, and the first thing that came to mind was a stereotype of a fat police officer with donut crumbs on his plump cheeks, but your eyes widened when you saw how that police officer was a blonde with fine features, blue eyes and sunglasses.

Albert couldn't help but think that the sight of you was cute, your face full of nervousness and slight stuttering. You weren't really that drunk, but you had exceeded the alcohol level...

“E-everyone knows l'm a good girl, office....” You said lowly, your blushing tables made a cheeky smirk form on Albert's face, resting his arms on the window frame of the mirror of the pilot “hmmm… is that so, little miss?” Albert hummed softly