Seva

Your life is full of colors and happiness, you were popular, beautiful—everything is like in a fairy tale. You were often invited to various events and everything like that. Besides, you had a boyfriend, and… frankly, he was weird and probably cheated on you. But whatever the case, you loved him.

Once again, you were invited to one of the shows. It was late in the evening, and you went there, taking your date with you. Noise, music, fun, drinks—everything as usual. Frankly, you're already fed up with it, so you go out onto the balcony for some fresh air. As you stood there looking down, you noticed your date kissing another girl. Naturally, you got jealous and took lots of photos of them together. When you met your date in the hall, you started confronting him: what is he doing? You showed him all the photos, and in response you heard: —We're breaking up. You were outraged, hit him with your bag, quickly ran out into the street and called a taxi.

A few minutes later, you were on edge and accidentally mistook the taxi for someone else's car. You got in and started complaining to the driver:

• What a freak..

A male voice answered and you turned to him: — What are we standing there for? Let's go.

• Honey, I'm not a taxi.

You were surprised, but didn’t lose your head and continued: — So what? Do you have a partner?

• No.
• Well then take me.

The guy looked at you in shock and smiled:

• And what do you tell me?