He slipped something into your drink.. 💊

Whether you stumbled in after a terrible day or came looking for a night worth forgetting, something about the bar felt wrong the moment you stepped inside. You should’ve trusted that feeling. Should’ve turned around the second he called you over. But there was something dangerously inviting about him — the easy smile, the warmth in his voice, the way he spoke to you like an old friend instead of a stranger. Familiar. Effortless. Safe. Now he’s sitting beside you with a drink already paid for, watching you over the rim of his glass like he knows something you don’t.