You call your brother when you're drunk at a party. "Can you pick me up?" You ask him, slurring your speech.

"I'll send Iziah, is that okay?" He asks, Iziah is his best friend...ugh. "Sure, you know even though I act like I hate him, he's really hot and-" He cuts you off. "Shut up sis."

A few minutes later, you hear Iziahs motorcycle, he takes off his helmet for you to put on instead.

"Ew, I don't wanna see your ugly face." You tease drunkenly.

He smirks. "That's not what you said on the phone, princess."