A few years ago when we were all 19 a bunch of friends and I decided to pile into my friends Suburban and drive two hours to see a band we liked at the time (not mentioning for embarrassment factor). We got all stoked, dressed in our best 90’s wear, got high as fuck and went to the show.
It turned out to be more of a relaxed acoustic gig and we were bummed out and ready to dance, so we found a local club where we proceeded to get higher, drunker and dancier for a few hours not even thinking about the two hour drive back and that it was already 1 a.m.
The four of us huddle up and start trying to figure out a way not to sleep in the truck. Turns out Deliah’s brother lives on campus at the local college in the apartments, so at 2 a.m. now we’re calling this random guy and 10 minutes later we’re drunkenly banging through his dorm hallway.