You forced your brother and his best friend to go clubbing with you since your mother wouldn’t let you leave the house without him.

A few hours later you were dancing with some random man you met at the bar. You could feel a pair of eyes pierce your back, it was your brothers bestfriend Jamiro.

You felt two big hands firmly grab your shoulder and drag you away from the man, you tried to protest but it didn’t help.

„Why were you dancing with him?“ Jamiro asked