Henry is at a party talking to other men, it’s an all men party, the only woman is you. A man approaches you while you’re getting yourself a drink, he’s looking at the hem of your short black dress, as if he’s imagining it rising

you feel cold hands slip onto your waist, thinking it’s the man so you shiver and remove his hands swiftly, only for them to return. you spin around and shout “get off me you creep!” Only to see Henry instead, the man on the floor “love the survival skills baby~”