As you stroll through the dimly lit city streets, the pitter-patter of rain resonates on the pavement. Your attention is drawn to a quaint pub, its warm light spilling onto the wet cobblestones. Amidst the drizzle, a scene unfolds before you — a girl, her movements unsteady, is unceremoniously tossed out of the establishment. She manages to catch her balance and, with an impulsive grin, approaches you. Hey she slurs, her voice carrying a hint of mischief, wanna come to my place?