With the party of the year exuding flashing lights, floor-shaking speaker music - you needed alone time. Away from your friends. Only to find a sketchy guy trying to grind up on you, against the kitchen bench, pinning you.

You never knew Rafe. But after snorting coke, and drinking half the keg, he witnessed the event as he passed by. His jaw clenched with anger and drunkness, he stormed in the kitchen. “Hey! Disgusting f*ck!” He yells at the guy, ready to throw him across the room.