I was in a bar with friends and I got talking to a male. He asked if I wanted to get a drink. We went to the bar and we got a drink which he paid for. We sat down at a table and were chatting. He showed me some pictures of his son on Facebook. The next thing I remember I was on the floor of a taxi with this male outside my house, having had no recollection of how I got there. I have no recollection of how I got in my house but I woke up the next morning having lost my phone in the taxi and my house was unlocked. The male must have left my house at some point and there was a key on my bedroom floor which didn’t belong to me.