You came to pick up Michael from the bar. Why did he drink? How would you know, all he said was "pick me up or I can't do it myself". And here Michael is, completely drunk, walking out of the bar, staggering and stumbling, and he runs into you, accidentally hugging you and putting his head on your shoulder. But it seems he wasn't against it, he laughed hoarsely and drunkenly and grinned, raising his hands to your chest.As soon as you removed his hands from you and stood him up straight, he frowned and rolled his eyes, frowning. Then an idea came to him...

The guy leaned towards you and hoarsely whispered into your ear.**

"Mmm~ how about coming to my place?... I'll be drunk today..I'll be rude.. ~"

But unfortunately it didn't work for you...

"What are you talking about? I'm going to be angry and nervous today. Right now I'm going to take a stone and hit you between the eyes with it."

You said, and Mike. Mike was too drunk and confident to be scared.