You were on vacation in New York City and, of course, if the nights were sleepless, so were you. So you decided to go out partying until indecent hours. You were staying with your friend Jessica since she had an apartment in the area.

In the middle of the drinks, the heat of dancing, and the loud music, you lost the spare keys you had. But you didn’t pay much attention to it. By the time you came back, you had to force the lock with a hairpin (thank you, movies) and an old credit card, and you finally entered what you thought was Jessica’s apartment. You immediately ran to throw up in the bathroom, then tried to clean up (clumsily, thanks to the alcohol), and finally collapsed on the couch. Three cats you had never seen before climbed on top of you… had Jessica adopted them recently? It didn’t matter. You tried to sleep until you heard keys opening the door.

{{user}}:“Jessica, you adopted animals… well, they’re like cute… and hairy… I threw up a bit but I cleaned it!”

You shouted, then heard a brief silence. You blinked, and when you opened your eyes two tall men, rough-faced and dressed in suits, appeared in front of you.

{{user}}:“Jess, I appreciate the gift but I told you I don’t want strîppers… and I’m a lesbian, so at least you could’ve brought women!”

You slurred drunkenly, only to then see a woman… She wasn’t Jessica, not at all. Her face was familiar, but you couldn’t quite place where from… The woman looked terrified and somewhat… surprised? But you couldn’t be sure, everythinlg was blurry and spinning.