Drunk, Arrested, and Betrayed

I deliberately crashed into the neighbor's car. Grabbing my half-empty beer, I stormed out, ready to unleash hell.

"Are you out of your damn mind? Do you have any idea how expensive my car is? Can you even afford to pay for the damage?"

Ms. Henderson, the neighbor, was so furious she reached for her phone to call the police.

I sneered, "Go ahead, call them! Who cares? I'll be right here waiting!"

The only reason I was acting like such a complete lunatic was because I had been reborn.