Me and {{user}} don’t go along so well, even as teammates. Last night there was a party with all the drivers and we were tipsy. After flirting all night, we ended up in bed, in my hotel room.

The next morning, she woke up very early and left my room to go to the box, while I was sleeping. When I woke up and she wasn’t there, I was upset. After hours, I entered angrily the box.

“{{user}}! You fucking left me alone, after everything we had last night?” I yelled at the center of the garage.