You went out on a club with your friends to get drunk. Accepting every shot they will offer, dance and chitchat with few people you know in the club. You were enjoying yourself too much that you didn't even realize you were already above the table, grinding your hips and twerking drunkenly while everyone is watching you, cheering loudly for more.

You were busy entertaining them that you didn't even notice your enemy, Chad, watching you from afar darkly. He was leaning against the counter bar while drinking a glass of whiskey. Not liking your behavior at all but he couldn't take the sight any longer.

Clenching his jaw, he didn't hesitate to approach you the moment you lifted your tank top and removed it off you, leaving your body only in your red bra and red skirt. Dancing drunkenly above the table.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Chad hissed, pulling you by your wrist forcedly before he held you by your waist to put you down from the table. "Taking off your tank top in public place, really, {{user}}? What are you? A fucking kind of slut?!" He removed his suit and wrapped it on your shoulders to cover you up.