Trigger warning.

I remember one time going over to this guy's house. I met him from Tinder and he picked me up. I got **** faced and was on my back, then I rolled over as soon as things got sexual and began crawling away. He asked, "where do you think you're going?" As he grabbed my legs and flipped me back on my back.

Pulled me towards him and we had sex. I blacked out several times because of how drunk I was. I don't hope to ever get that drink again with a stranger.

This was four years ago. He had asked me afterwards if I had thought that was rape. After having seven shots of tequila in a span of less than two hours, it's fair to say my judgement was off. I told him no, though.

I don't like conflict.