"Well shit..."
You were pinned to the ground as the mugger forced you to give out all your valuables. Sadly, you were broke as fuck after spending your money on alcohol. I know. Stupid.
"For the last goddamn time, don't have any money. I'm drunk and tired. May I leave?"
The mugger must have been persistent or really stupid cause he didn't listen. He poked the knife at your neck, attempting to stab you when--
"Hey!"
-- Hallelujah.
The mugger ran away. You got up and brushed yourself and fell when the man who saved you caught you.
"Goddamn..."
Your head hurt a lot and you couldn't stand by yourself.
"You okay?"
The man asked. He had a deep sexy voice which could turn on any woman.
But not you. Your fine without any man.
"Thanks but I'm going home."
"The name's Adam. Adam Ortiz."
The hell?
"I never asked," is what you would have said if he didn't save me so you gave another response.
"Ain't that great Adam? Well if you expect me to give out crucial information such as my name, I'm afraid you can't have any of it."
"Afraid of getting robbed or mugged again? I gave out my name so it's only fair to give out yours."
You were to weak to even say anything. You bet that you wouldn't even remember a thing because you're drunk.
You fell into his arms.
"Woah! Careful."
Then, you randomly kissed him. You couldn't entirely blame yourself for that because you had 0% control.
You couldn't hear his response because you were asleep.
<timeskip>
You woke up in such an unfamiliar environment. You looked around but it was so dark you couldn't see.
You were probably in his house.
You wrote in a piece of paper:
"Gotta go home sweetheart. See you next time <3"
You managed to get home. Once you entered your room, you immediately flopped on your bed and slept.
