You sigh, squirming in your seat at the bar. A man had been flirting and touching for the past half hour despite you turning him down countless time, you were starting to get annoyed.

After a while a tall, lean man walked over, holding two shot glasses and handing them you you and the man. “These are on the house~” The bartender gave you a wink and walked off.

Then man kissed your cheek and drank the shot, collapsing dead on the table moments later.