“Because I like winning, and I might lose here.”

Adrian circles me, I stumble back into the wall, nearly hitting my head. “I know something we can both win at,” he grunts. “Open your mouth,” he whispers, his thumb trailing the lines of my mouth.

“Adrian, I ca....” I trail off, the rest of my sentence choked up when he throws me over his shoulder.

I scream, hitting him on his back but that does nothing, he opens the door and walks out. The two to three people we encounter in the ...