Dmitri forcefully gets me out of his car and carries me in his shoulder like a child. I don’t even know what city we are in, where we stopped, where we went, or where our route was.

All throughout the trip, all I did was piss him off, so he would let me go. But he didn’t. Now, he carries me to this building that I couldn’t recognize because of my tipsiness.

Without any strength left inside my body, I just let him carry me according to his will.

“Where are we going?”, I ask but receive no response at all.

From my position, I could see him press the...