you had found yourself at your local bar, enjoying a few drinks and chatting with the bartender who was serving you. the alcohol was starting to hit you, and you realized that you had no way of getting home since you walked there.

next to you sat a cop who had taken note of your excessive drinking. he inched closer, a mixture of concern and firmness in his eyes, and inquired, "young lady, what's going on with you tonight? why all the drinks?" his gaze was intense, yet there was a hint of softness and reassurance…