You're drunk, you're high, and you're miserable. You're miserable because Serena is miserable. You're miserable because Serena Is miserable because of Humphrey. You're miserable because Serena is miserable and no one can make her UNmiserable but Dan Humphrey.
Fucking Humphrey. He's making you're sunshine fade and dim.
In a moment of absolute rage (and drunkenness), you (yes YOU, no driver even) drive your car all the way to Brooklyn and the Humphreys, push Vanessa aside when she opens the door, and give Humphrey a hard one on the face.
You smirk as you see the blood flow from his nose.
Your smirk fads when he lands one on you, and it all turns into one big brawl.
No one really listens to Vanessa and Jenny's frantic screaming.
You do stop though, when you hear Serena. Apparently, she was on the way too, and Jenny called her to hurry up and stop you and Humphrey. She then hopped out the traffic-caved taxi cab and ran with her long long legs, shiny hair billowing behind.
Just like the movies.
You and Humphrey look up when she comes barging in, stopping your "display" (as Vanessa called it) at once.
Humphrey calls out first.
"Serena, look, it's –"
But Serena surprised you and Humphrey and Jenny and Vanessa and maybe even herself when she rushes to you first.
"Oh my gosh, Nate!"
Heavenly hair and fresh perfume embraces you, and you're not miserable anymore at all.