You were bestfriends, you had always liked him but he was always dry. One day, you got sick. You didnt want to be treated like this.

You went to a party, with a tight black short dress, without Atlas, you got distracted and someone put something on your drink.

You were now high, having the pleasure of your life, almost in heaven. The boy that placed something in your drink was dancing with you, a hand around your waist and kissing your neck.