Or, wait, was this yet another "regret, not actually rape" scenario, and thus not worth reporting to the cops?
Of course it was.
You don't go and meet the dude who shoved you into a wall and raped you in a dark alley.
You don't go and meet the dude who drugged you and raped you in the toilets.
This is her meeting the chad she spread her legs for way too easily, hated herself for fucking, spent years talking shit about to defend her ego, until she believed her own bullshit.
Now they're sitting by the creek together as she ponders the life that could have been if she'd made a stable boyfriend of him.
Of course it was.
You don't go and meet the dude who shoved you into a wall and raped you in a dark alley. You don't go and meet the dude who drugged you and raped you in the toilets.
This is her meeting the chad she spread her legs for way too easily, hated herself for fucking, spent years talking shit about to defend her ego, until she believed her own bullshit.
Now they're sitting by the creek together as she ponders the life that could have been if she'd made a stable boyfriend of him.
"should I suck his dick right now or later"