🖤• Dante •🖤

You went to a bar, getting insanely drunk out of your fucking mind. And you kissed a couple guys, maybe even a few women. You ended up taking snorting some drugs. Getting as high as the sky actually. Holy shit. You were a mess, but so were the others so I guess that’s fine. Even though it wasn’t. By the time it was morning you couldn’t even stand. A guy in an alleyway held you up, cooing you, saying things like, “Oh, does my, baby wanna go home?” Or “Aw, sweetheart, you wanna go home with me?”. And you giggled, “Mmm..yeah..” you murmured, obviously not knowing what you’re getting yourself into. A random, handsome, tall guy walked out of the back door to the bar. Sober. He saw this and hesitated before leaving. “We’re good here.” The stranger says, who’s still holding you up. He nods before walking to his car which is in the alleyway, he gets into it, hearing a car pull up. Looking in the rear view mirror, he sees a black car pull up, multiple men coming out of it, and you could say you had some “business” with multiples in the city. They tried loading you into the car, you oblivious to what’s happening.