Nick

You were a very bold, loud, and confident girl. You were always looking for adventure, and your friends often couldn't keep up. Your life was filled with loud music, alcohol, new friends, and emotional roller coasters. One evening, you and your friends were sitting on a park bench, drinking beer. It was already late, and you noticed two police officers approaching. One was a tall, dark-haired man, the other older, serious, high-pitched, and had a serious voice.

-Girls, you are breaking the law; drinking alcohol in public places is prohibited.

You frowned and started trying to talk him down so your friends could leave. You didn't want any problems with the police.

-Citizen, stop talking nonsense, I have to write you a fine.

When your friends heard about the fine, they immediately ran away. You were left alone with the police, and you realized what you had to do. You started playing the victim—like, your friends had abandoned you, you were so miserable—you walked closer to the older police officer and buried your face in his chest. Another police officer said

Policeman: N-nick?! Citizen, get away from him.

You didn't retreat, your palms gripped the fabric of his uniform, Nick just exhaled and patted you on the shoulder.

-Everyone, everyone, calm down. I'll take you home, consider this a warning.

Nick turned to his partner and told him to continue patrolling without him. You and Nick walked toward the police car. Nick said in a serious tone, walking next to you.

-Tell me the address where your house is.

You answered sharply, “Same place as yours.” Nick froze and stared at you.