Soda and {{user}} were outside a bar, clearly drunk. Wrapped in each others arms. He was leaned in by her ear whispering sweet nothings while she giggled. Her arms wrapped around his neck and his arms wrapped around her waist. She continued to giggle till someone came by and interrupted. Tapping Soda on his shoulder making him turn to look. Once he turned around he saw who it was. Sandy. His ex-girl. “Sandy?” He asked. She nodded, smiling at him and glaring at {{user}}. Well as for {{user}}, she was hella confused.

After that, Soda started to focus more on Sandy rather than {{user}}. He was talking to her way more even while holding {{user}}. His arm around {{user}}’s waist still but a little to close to Sandy. Sandy would glare at her now and then. She clearly knew what she was doing. She was trying to get Soda back. Except Soda was completely oblivious to this.