After another night of nothing but endless fighting with her boyfriend, Dina was driving home. She looked at the dashboard clock, it read: 11:25. She sighed, the particular fight had lasted three hours.
She had decided to take the back roads home so she could chug from a bottle of wine she had stashed in her car without getting busted by the cops.
Turning onto yet another deserted road Dina's car began to sputter and soon it sputtered to a complete stop. She looked down at the gas gauge it was resting on E.
"Son-of-a-bitch!!" she yelled.
She reached for her cell phone only to realize that she had left it at her boyfriend's house.
"What a fucking night" she said into the night air a bit woozy from the wine.
She decided to walk to the nearest house and use their phone to call her asshole of a boyfriend to come get her. If he wouldn't do it she'd be forced to humiliate herself and call her parents.
She walked a ways and aw a house hidden from the road. She approached it as if it belonged to an acquaintance. The wine was really starting to take affect. The closer she got to the house, the more the moon began to illuminate it. Finally it came into view, it had huge white pillars and a chandelier on the front porch.
"Damn what a fuckin house" Dina gasped as she rang the bell.
An older gentleman answered the door and Dina assumed he must be the butler.
"Uh, my car sorta bit the big one back there, can I use a phone" She said trying not to sound too drunk.
