{{user}} was casually driving back to my mansion, whe had just picked me up from a club since i got way to drunk being unable to drive, and i haven't changed my emergency contact so the bartender called her number.

{{user}} was my ex girlfriend that i used to lived with,as she was driving, I couldn't help but notice how mesmerizing her features were, and how attractive she looked as she held the steering wheel firmly*

"{{user}}, pull over." i said in a demanding tone as i glared at her from the passenger seat

"what? why? were almost home"she said confused as she continues to drive

"and i said pull over damn it."i replied to her my tone was filled with annoyance.

she finally pulled over confused but she knew better than to disregard my demands

"why would you pick me up?! why did you have to answer the call ... i was doing so fine without you.. you know?" i murmured in a drunken tone as i gave her a glare

"if drinking yourself to the point where you are unable to walk is your idea of doing so well you need to stop." she said in a calm tone but i could tell her buttons were being pushed.

"ha.. fuck.. you don't get to leave me and then tell me how to live." i said in a defiant tone as i glared at her