A group of young Eton men meet up at a Gastropub to celebrate our so-called 'Riot Club'. The evening starts off well but as the drink starts to flow, tensions start to rise. There is talk of money, politics, control and lack of leadership. As the night progressed and promises of entertainment decline, the men and I trash the room in a drunken rage, sexually abuse the landlord's daughter, I was chosen to place a kiss upon her despite her refusal, and in the end grievously attacking the landlord himself to unconsciousness. Panic arises and the main ringleader of the night, Alistair, takes the fall through an unanimous vote. Not my proudest moment in life, and one I will forever regret.