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I was shocked when Nolan showed me the video of myself twerking last night. I couldn't remember doing it, and I was trying to recall the events of the night.

"How did this happen?" I asked Nolan, feeling embarrassed and ashamed.

Nolan just shrugged. "You must've drank something. You were pretty wasted."

I nodded, feeling a bit relieved that it wasn't entirely my fault. But then something clicked in my mind. I remembered Nolan dropping something into my drink earlier that night.

"You drugged me," I said, my voice shaking with anger.

Nolan just laughed. "Well, I had to get the party started somehow. And it worked, didn't...