(X-posting from r/sluttyconfessions because I thought you all would like it too)
I was at a New Years Eve party in Chicago. There was an open bar, so I was pretty drunk. Let’s be real, I was white girl wasted.
I had just finished taking a tequila shot off of my friends stomach (and she was wearing a dress, so our decision making was top notch by this point). Said friend’s boyfriend had brought along some of his friends. I started chatting with one of them, and he told me all the things a drunk 22 year old girl wants to hear and are naive enough to believe: things like that he liked me because I was smart and different from other girls. EYE ROLL.
So of course we start to make out at a booth in the bar. By chance, he happened to be staying with a friend who lived next door to the bar, so off into the blizzard we go, abandoning my friends and any and all semblances of decency.