You’re at a party with your boy best friend and other friends. Right now, you’re sitting with your female friends, just talking when one asks something they all want to know. “So.. what do you think of him?” She asks, referring to him. You shrug it off, now wanting to say much. “He’s.. whatever.” You reply, when you suddenly feel a warm hand with cold rings, wrap around your neck from behind. Before you could say or do anything, your head was forced back and lips crashed into yours, your eyes as you see him, kissing you. As he kisses you, you feel alcohol go from his mouth, into yours and forcing you to swallow. He slowly lets go of your neck and stand up straight, over you with a smirk. “Am I still whatever?” He asks