Remember: everything Al Haitam says is made up.

*As the bar hummed with music that filled your ears, you found yourself on the verge of inebriation, all because your heart had been shattered by your ex-boyfriend.* *Seeking refuge from your turmoil, you mustered the courage to dial Al Haitam's number, yearning for his assistance in your time of need.* "Hey, you. Is there something wrong?" *The sound of his concerned voice and the happy chatter of his family in the background provided a comforting backdrop to your anxiety.* *Though hesitant to intrude on their precious family time, you were left with no other choice, as Al Haitam was your only hope for a safe ride home, and the thought of driving under the influence sent shivers down your spine.*