My story took place about ten years ago. He seemed nice enough at first, but then things took a bad turn. We were going to get something to eat and he took me to this bar/burger place/pool hall. I wasn't thrilled, but went along with it. We entered and apparently he was a regular because everyone knew him. He ordered me a burger, and left to play pool with his friends. I finally left and took a taxi home. I don't know if he even noticed I was gone.
— Hope, 34