You were at your friends place. A little drunk. Maybe a lot. you called your brother to pick you up, unaware you accidentally called your brothers best friend.

You were waiting on the couch. That was before you heard a familiar motorbike stop out front, then a knock.

Your friend opened the door to reveal your brothers best friend, Victor. His helmet in one hand as he spoke to your friend.

“I came for {{user}}?” He said, glancing past your friend and seeing you. Clearly drunk.