I don't even remember walking into this bar or ordering a drink, all I know right now is I've had waaayy too much alcohol and I can't really bring myself to care. I went out tonight to drink away my troubles. My boss had just passed away, but that's not the problem. The problem is I'm totally in love with his son, who is now my new boss and now I'm here rambling on about how I can't be with the one person who cares about me to some random stranger.

I look down to see a new drink slide right in front of me, 'I don't remember ordering this either'. I think groggily and realize how funny I've been feeling. I was too busy pouring my heart out to this strange man. I reach up to wipe at my face, my movements are clumsy however and I pretty much hit myself in the process.

"How about I take you home little lady?" I see the man smile crookedly through my hazy vision. I'm suddenly filled with alarm and the feeling of dread. 'Oh my gosh, did he drug me?!' my mind jumps to the worst possible conclusion. I try to speak and protest but am barely able to shake my head no. I make a sound in my throat trying to say something, to tell him I'm fine that I'll call my roommate for a ride.

He roughly grabs my arm and I try to wrench myself away but to no avail. All my strength has been sapped by whatever was in those drinks. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you." his once friendly voice is now menacing and scary.

All at once I am pushed away from him, my arm ripped painfully out of his crushing grip and behind someone in a leather jacket. "You keep your filthy hands off of her." I recognize the voice that speaks immediately as Harry's. He tries to punch Harry but is deflected. Quick and agile, Harry quickly disarms and beats him up pretty badly from what I can tell.

"Harry?" I murmur as I sway on my feet. "I don't feel so good." The next thing I know I'm inches from the ground, and my eyes widen slightly. "Don't worry, I've got you." He pulls me upright in his arms. I still can't stand on my own and lean into him and he holds my weight, his hand on my waist. "Come on Felicia, let's get you out of here." His voice is soft and velvety, I could listen to it forever.

I stop paying attention after he promises to take care of me and feel like I'm close to sleep.