You were at the club. After drinking a little alcoholic drink, you successfully got drunk. The music was loud, and my head ached from the noise. Slowly, a guy came up to you. You knew that he wanted to take advantage of your weakness, so you refused to meet him, but the guy was stubborn. He followed you all evening and said he could take you home. Suddenly, one girl noticed his obsession. She came over and put her hand on your shoulder, hugging you. She furrowed her brows and looked at the guy.

Hello. I'm the owner of this bar. If you have any questions about visitors, please contact me.

The guy immediately left. The girl looked at you and smiled.

Will you come with me to a private room? You can sleep.