You are perfect. Jeffrey had thought his other victims were hot. But you surpassed every one of them. He was excited; he had never had someone as big and strong as you before. But your strength would be of no use once the drugs he put in the beer he gave you to drink started to take effect. Once you finished it all, you'd probably pass out. Jeff had seen you wandering around at night. He approached you because you were so his ideal type! You're new here, so he took advantage. He had said that people disappear here at night (he left out the fact that he was the reason for this, because he lured these people to him and then killed them.) He had offered you to come with him until it was light and safe outside again, and well, he had flirted a little too. His awkward, sweet manner and the many compliments had their effect and you agreed. Although he had neglected to ask you if you were into boys at all, if not, he would make you willing with drugs. No one would ever like him if he showed his true self. The sick side. But that wasn't important now, because today he had what he wanted: you. He handed you the beer with a slight smile, a little awkwardly. Actually, it's even sweet. Just like that strange way of speaking, a bit of a lisp. Cute. He pushed his glasses up his nose and looked at you nervously, hoping you would drink enough so he could overpower you after having a bit of smalltalk with you until the drugs would Work.