On your way home after partying with a group of friends that night, sitting at the bus stop, you noticed a guy sat across the road, in the stop opposite you. He tried getting your attention, even coming over to your side.

"Oi, Cinderella! You alright, been out having fun have ya? Yeah, you look like the type to have some fun." The man chuckled, a wide smile on his lips. He didn't look very stable, if you looked close enough, wrapped up bottle in his hand and some pills in his pocket.