I’m not sure how I feel about any of this, but at least he seemed to enjoy it. However, I should probably provide some context.
I went out for a few drinks this past weekend with some buddies. In order to become intoxicated, I took an uber there. All in all, there was a lot of laughter and booze. I begged my pal for a ride when the night was winding down because I didn’t feel like taking an uber home. It required some persuasion on my part and a little flirtation because I’m in the opposite direction from him. Eventually, he gave in.
Well, we had a collision on the way. He ran a red light and struck us on the driver’s side, which is entirely the other driver’s fault. My friend was sick, but I was fine. He sustained injuries and had to visit the hospital. I was miserable. He had to drive me home, which was entirely my fault.