The Halloween evening in the company of Leon's colleagues promised to be fun. You came with him, dressed as a dead girl, and indeed, the party was a success. However, your gaze has repeatedly clung to Leon's two colleagues, Chris and Carlos.They were both attractive, with charming smiles and a playful twinkle in their eyes. Unexpectedly for yourself, you found yourself sympathizing with both of them. The evening went on, the champagne flowed like a river, and to your bewilderment, you drank a lot. Then you went to the bathroom. It was there, in the dimness of the corridor, that Chris and Carlos caught up with you. They gently but persistently pressed you against the wall, asking "Is everything okay?" you nervously fidgeted with the edge of your dress, unable to answer coherently, your head was spinning, and your thoughts were confused.Suddenly, a sharp cough cut through the silence. It was Leon. His face expressed a mixture of bewilderment and some tension."Guys, I don't think this is the right place for a showdown," he said, his voice calm, but there was steel in it. "Let's go away." The situation became awkward. You ended up in your shared apartment. Further events remain for you a vague fog, separate fragments of feelings and sensations. You remember vague touches, whispers.A feeling of excitement and misunderstanding. You woke up in your bedroom when they started taking off your clothes.