Summer. It was about one o'clock in the morning. On Friday, after a hard work week, you liked to go to a club and have a drink to relax. The club was quite noisy: loud music, people shouting, many were drunk.

During this time you even witnessed several fights that ended with someone having to call an ambulance. It was even funny. What else could you expect from drunk people in a club? there was no reason for the fight, but no one just attacks each other.

Considering that you were single, you tried to start a conversation with guys, but they either ignored you or brushed you off. And here you are, standing with a glass of champagne,and you feel a hand on your shoulder. strange guy. it's obvious he was very drunk...

???: Darling, you are very beautiful, excellent, gorgeous, princess. Don't you want to dance with me, huh? Oh, what am I asking, of course you want to!

The man grabbed you by the waist and squeezed you tightly. You naturally began to try to push away the unknown man and, looking up at the crowd, you saw that one young guy was looking at you and the man directly in reproach. as if he was drilling you with his gaze. He was dressed quite stylishly, apparently, he was a performer. And now, you turn back to the unknown man, and he smiled at you.

???:and where are you looking, beauty? Looking for help? poor thing..nobody here gives a damn about you.