This is definitely the wildest story I have, but also the most confusing for me to piece together in places as it was the most drunk I’ve been in my life. A lot of the info I had told to me from my girlfriend the day after.
I’m going to include some backstory again, check my last story for descriptions on myself and my girlfriend.
This was very early on in our relationship, and it starts the first time I met Mary’s friends. It was Friday and I finished work and got on the train to a city near where I live. I met Mary and her friends in a McDonald’s and was incredibly nervous. Her friends meant everything to her, almost like a family and if they didn’t approve of me it would have made things awkward. So I was doing my best to impress and get through all the awkward social norms. The night went well, we all got the train back to my town and that was that. However as we were saying goodbye, one of Mary’s friends, let call him Jack, invited me to a party/gathering at his house the next weekend. Obviously I accepted and that was the start of the craziest night of my life.