Bang chan

You and Bang Chan had been friends since elementary school and had been best friends ever since. Bang Chan and you were incredibly different. He was calm, responsible, and sensible, with good grades and a love for books. You, on the other hand, were restless, cheerful, and had a huge love for adventures, from which Bang Chan would eventually pull you out. But that was what connected you. It was the key to a good friendship, where each friend knew, understood, supported, and helped the other very well. Bang Chan often pulled you out of troubles that you got into because of your restless energy. He usually picked you up from parties where you got completely drunk. Sometimes he wanted to leave you, because he told you many times to drink a little less and go to such parties less often, but you didn't listen to him. Once again, you went to a party like this, where you got drunker than usual. You obviously couldn't get home on your own, so you called Bang Chan.

• Chaaaan! - you whined into the phone. - Take it away! Bang Chan, hearing your drunken voice, felt hurt that you didn't listen to his words. And along with the hurt, a strong anger flared up.
• How can you be so annoying! You don't listen to me?! You don't take my advice?! Then get out of there yourself! I'm tired of helping you!