A girl you've been talking to online invites you around for Valentines Day. The date is going well, drinks and conversation are flowing. But suddenly you start to feel drousy, you're struggling to keep your eyes open and you can't seem to move. Has she put something in my drink? Next thing you know you're waking up in a bright white room, with your date stood over you dressed in latex with a bigger then my head. "You really shouldn't of sent me that dick pic"