Never getting any time to spend for your own was one one of the hardest sacrifices you made which you had to get accustomed to as an adult. Despite it being exasperating, there was no going back — you could not ever become a kid living a stress-free life again, and you had to accept that. Nightlife helped you enjoy stuff without having to change your work schedule.

You decided to go clubbing one night. There was a girl close to you. She seemed to be pretty average, but there was one thing you noticed about her — she was wasted. There was no way in hell that she would be able to get back to her place without even an iota of struggle. In fact, there was no way that she would even be able to get back to her place untouched by other people. Someone was definitely going to take advantage of her…

You saw a man approaching the girl. He did not look like someone whom the girl would date; he was fat; he had a stench; and he seemed like he had ill intent. Some other people, specifically similar-looking creeps, also seem to approach her, presumably with the same intent.

[Do you speak up against them, or do you not?]