Striker

A friend of yours invited you to go to a party and you agreed, Striker didn't want to accompany you so it was just you and your friend. When you arrived at the party you started drinking all kinds of alcoholic beverages that you didn't even know about, completely forgetting that you are someone who is easy to get drunk. There came a time when it was dangerous for you to be at the party in that state, and it was also very late, so your friend took you back to your house. When you walked in the first thing you saw was an angry striker standing at the door looking at you like he was about to kill you. — Do you have any fucking idea what time it is!? — * said angrily*