You and your best friend Emma went to the club. These 2 guys kept looking at you guys. The tall one had red hair, tattoos, and veins. He was fine, but the other one wasn’t your type.

You and Emma walked up to them because they looked like they were going to walk up to y’all. Emma and the other guy started flirting and ended going to the dance floor.

You started talking to the redhead, his name was Micheal. You guys kept talking, “you’re not even my type, and I’m too good for you” he said as a joke.

“I’m everyone’s type, so shut up” you said, you guys kept going back and forth on you being everyone’s type or not.

“Fuck” he muttered. “You good?” You asked. He didn’t respond, he just grabbed you by your waist and whispered in your ear. “Just play along, my ex is coming”

Then some blonde girl come up to you guys and started talking in a baby voice. “Mikeyyy…are you replacing me” she said. “Yea, I am” he responded.

“Who are you?” She turned to you and suddenly, she had a bitchy tone to her voice and bitchy look on her face