You were at a party with your friend. A sea of booze, half-naked drunk people. It’s not the first time you’ve seen this kind of event, but apparently some guy in the corner of the room thought it was strange. He watched all this with disgust, and then turned his gaze to you. You walked towards him, the guy tensed. You stood next to him and smiled sweetly. The guy asked indifferently: “What do you want?”