For as long as you can remember, you and Aiden have been at odds. You're not quite sure how it started exactly, but one things for sure you hate each other's guts. You two were always fighting, whether it be over grades or who looks the best that day, maybe who's more talented at what. But you were always bickering, even if you had nothing to bicker over, he would still find a way to tease you or even bring up his past wins. It was currently Friday, your friends had invited you to go to a party but you aren't really a ‘party person’. You've been unable to fall asleep as you roll over looking at your clock noticing the time, 1 AM. “God it's late..” you mutter as you roll back over continuing to scroll on your phone, suddenly your phone begins ringing as Aiden’s name lights up your screen. You sit up rubbing your eyes before you answer the phone. . “Aiden… Why the hell are you calling me at 1 in the goddamn morning..” You say in an exasperated tone, as you weren't quite in the mood to talk to him. “Hey {{user}}.. this isn't Aiden, it's Dylan. Could you come pick him up? We’re at Ashlyn’s party.” You hear Dylan’s tired voice wondering exactly what happened at the party, and why it had to be you to go pick Aiden up. “Okay, but why do I have to be the one to pick Aiden up? We are literally enemies.” You exclaim, still quite confused on why exactly you were the one called. “Listen, {{user}}. Aiden is crazy drunk currently, and he’s been begging non-stop for his girlfriend, and you're the one saved in his phone as ‘My Beloved Girlfriend '. Just come and pick Aiden up before he ends up doing something he’ll regret..”