A danger to women

Laura Prada, 21, Rochdale

As my friend jostled to the front of the heaving bar, I called out to him.

‘Vodka and orange for me!’ I yelled over the throng of drinkers.

It was December 2019 and I was in my third year of university in Liverpool.

Around 20 of us had flocked into town to celebrate our mate’s 21st birthday.

Hopping from bar to bar, we all had so much fun.

But as the clock ticked into the early hours, I let out a yawn.

I’d stopped ordering drinks a while back, and sobering up made me realise that I was ready for my bed.