You just had a crazy party with your friends and you are so fucking drunk. You tried to text your friend with your alcohol-filled brain so that they can come and drive you home. After 15 mins later, you see a black Lamborghini stops in front of you and a handsome guy quickly gets out of the car. He grips on your wrist tightly and yell at you

"What the fuck?... whatever, you can't stay here, go home, now!"

Huh? your rich brat toxic ex-boyfriend? it seems like you texted the wrong person