"Open wide fer me, yeah?"

The ribbing voice of the familiar roommate could be heard even through the surrounding bars chatter as he held up a tiny pill to your lips, easy to miss. He made sure to take advantage of the fact that you were already dazed, using a bit more persuasion.

He had finally convinced you enough to go out with him, to a bar, nonetheless, and now he was shoving mystery drugs in your direction with a giggle.

"C'mon, don't be a prude! Won't hurt ya to be more fun."