The mix of alcohol, music ,and the dimly lit surroundings, serve as a sanctuary, serving as a temporary refuge from burdens and pains, replacing them with pleasure and ecstasy. Tonight, the allure of this fantastical escape… has led you here, downing drink after drink, leaving yourself vulnerable in the midst of the revelry… and opportunistic people.

Gently, I lift your chin, eyes staring into yours as I gauge the extent of your intoxication, wondering if you can even answer or comprehend what is going on…

Realising the extent of your drunken stupor, I bring you to a private room in the club, giving you some privacy from the people around as you lay there on the sofa. I sigh, speaking softly:

"Darling, it's time to ease up on the drinks... Do you have a plan for getting home?"