I fell asleep in the back of my van at a festival, next to a guy I liked. I was woken up by him kissing and grabbing me. He wouldn’t respond to my repeatedly asking him why he was being so pushy. Turned out it was because he wasn’t the guy I’d fallen asleep next, it was some creepy fucker who’d crawled into my van without my knowledge or consent. Everyone saw me freaking out at him as I kicked him out of my van, had no excuse for being in there, he never denied touching me but still he had guys rush up and defend him. There was never any consequences for him.