Alina

You and Alina were in a relationship for two and a half years. You dated from ages 14 to 16, your parents knew about you, and your friends couldn't stop gushing over you. But it all ended when you lost interest in each other. Alina is a calm, caring, and kind girl with dark hair and brown eyes. She's short, has full lips, and a perfect smile. She's every guy's dream.

Saturday, 21:19.

It's a weekend evening. You and your friends decided to hang out at a club and have a good drink. By the end of the party, you're drunk and trying to call a taxi, but accidentally clicked the "shared" rate, which means you're sharing a ride with another passenger.

After saying goodbye to the boys, you went outside and saw a black car already parked outside the club. You opened the door and climbed into the backseat, but a strangely familiar smell wafted from the seat next to you. It was Alina. Her expression revealed that she wasn't thrilled, but she was also surprised, maybe even pleasantly surprised.

—You smell of alcohol.

Alina noted calmly and buried her face in her phone.