My eyes pried open as I looked around the unfamiliar room, the memory of last night's hazy.

"You are awake now," a voice said, making me jump back in fright. 

I turned my head, staring at the figure of Antonio seated on the chair beside the bed I lay on.  

"Did you drug me?" I sprang up, raising the blanket to check if I still had my clothes on. Thankfully, I still had it on.

Slowly, last night's event kept coming back bit by bit in a scattered mess of pictures.

"I wouldn't fuck you without your consent if that is what you are asking" he took a sip from...