This Is Not Okay

Last night I went to a friend's work happy hour,
And hung out with her, her coworkers, and some new people.
As people started leaving and the crowd thinned,
She got a text from someone who recognized her at the bar.

It was someone who she had forgotten but remembered this morning,
And as she played it off last night, talking and flirting,
He got himself and her a shot of her favorite - fireball.
That was when he drugged her.

At the time I missed the sign that they had gotten it at a different place at the bar,
But I caught his friend asking her if she was ready to take uber with them,
Even though it had already been stated that she was riding with me -
Which was the first thing that tipped me off that something wasn't right.

I noticed when the guy put his arm and body between us at the bar,
And created a barrier - I could feel he wanted me to leave.
I leaned over him, looked at my friend, and stared him down.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get in-between you two," he said.

I knew he was lying, but I didn't care, as I had tabbed out.
We left, my friend and I, and I took her home.
That was when things went from bad to worse.
For she was drunk in a way I had never seen before.

I looked up all this information online,
I helped her to the bathroom and kept an eye on her.
I brought her a pillow and blanket and slept right by her.
But while I am thankful that she ended up ok, I am still pissed.

Pissed that a twenty-three year old thinks he can drug girls as he wills,
Who works for the city government, and who has a friend who is complicit,
And who, my friend remembered this morning, did this just two years ago,
Where at the time she did go back to his (then) frat house and slept with him.

That is how he recognized her.
That may be why he came over again, figuring he could get her again,
Or maybe his friend wanted a turn (or likely both).
This is Not okay, and it never will be.