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I have a distressing memory about this from a party I went to a couple of years ago. It was mostly people in their mid 20s. One of the people I talked to was a 27 year old girl who was really into indie games. I handed her my phone with my Steam library and we chatted for 20 minutes about the games we'd been playing as she scrolled through it.
Later in the night I found her standing slumped over in the hallway. I didn't recognize what was happening and I got very worried. I asked "excuse me, excuse me, are you okay??"
Still folded over, she cocked her head up to look at me. The expression on her face was somewhere between dazed and starry-eyed. She said "YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL", reached her arms up and tried to grab my face. I ducked out of the way and left.
Someone told me that she got like that at every party.
The memory is seared into my brain. I still think about it and worry about her. I've seen fent folding in unhoused people before, but seeing it happen to someone I never would have expected really got to me.
Ooh that's awful.