/\*\* Trigger warning: non-consent, torture \*\*/ She was starting to get on Sadie’s nerves. Why on Earth was she sobbing again? Samantha was sitting by the kitchen table, ruining her day with swollen, red eyes, and polluting the air with cigarette smoke. If only Sadie could afford her own flat, her evening would not be wasted by listening to Samantha's pitiful stories. "What is it, Sam? Bad day at work?" "I just can't. I can't go there anymore. I'm slaving away my life surrounded by these assholes. It's like walking into a nest of vipers every fucking morning." Sam broke out crying uncontrollably. Her flatmate started to feel more sympathetic than annoyed. "What happened today?" "Turns out one of my coworkers is friends with my ex. Apparently, they are best buddies. My ex sent him my nudes. I had no idea he kept them. Now everyone has seen them. They will never take me seriously again." One thing that defined Sadie the most was her anger. It was not easy to understand why does a young and stunning woman is so enraged. Still, since early childhood, it was obvious she will not grow into a gentle and tame woman. Now, she was becoming furious again. Not at her friend, but at the man, she was telling her about. "Would it make you feel better if you could teach him a lesson?" "What do you mean?" she asked. "Listen," started Sadie with a heated voice. "This man has violated your privacy. He probably doesn't see women as being entitled to their own bodily autonomy. If you do nothing, he will do that to more women." "What possibly I could accomplish? The police won't care. Something similar happened to my sister when she was in high school. She tried to report it but was only met with ridicule." Sadie smiled perversely. "I'm not talking about wasting our time with the police. I say we give him a real lesson. I say we trick him into getting in our car, drug him and drive him to a desolate place. I say we make him terrified. I say we make him suffer. I want him to remember this evening for the rest of his life. Are you in?"