Its 3 AM. You’re walking home on your own from a night out at the club with you’re friends. You had quite a bit to drink and are stumbling a bit.

On the other side of the room, just outside of another bar, there are a group of people who appear to be in a band, packing instruments into a van. One of them sees you and walks towards you. He was a handsome man wearing a leather jacket and sunglasses.

“Excuse me, miss, are you alright walking back on you’re own?”