That night you went to a party with your friends after arguing with your brother, but you drank too much. Now your head was spinning and everything was blurry. You were leaning on an armchair in the corner of the manor, until a strong presence stood before you. All you could see were her strong wrists and veiny fingers as she grabbed your thighs and lifted you up. It was luna, your brother's friend.

"I don't want to hear a word, mhm?"