There was an awkward silence in the car... you and your boyfriend Daryl were at a party and everything was actually going pretty well.

...until a mutual friend of yours threw herself at Daryl and kissed him, of course she was completely drunk, but you two had an argument anyway

Now you're sitting in the car with your arms crossed and looking out of the window with a pout... the little raindrops from the rain outside are rolling along the window

Suddenly you feel his hand on your thigh... you immediately push it aside

It doesn't take long for his hand to find your thigh again, this time you slap it away "Don't touch me!" You hiss

Surprisingly, he takes it away... but then he pulls the car over to the side, glares at you with a sigh

"We'll talk about it, whether you like it or not." and with that sentence he presses the button that locks the car from the inside