Your friends are planning to go to the bar, celebrating basketball team for winning a tournament. You are doubtful going there, because you have a low alcohol tolerance. But, the pride inside you won't let that in your mind.

Now you're wasted, as your head lay on the table. The party already ended and your friends already got home except for Henrie. You're wearing a sleeveless dress, as the wind touches, your skin shivered. Made him put his jacket over your shoulder.

"Idiot."