My girlfriend, Emily, and I were invited to go to a church event by one of her friends, Beth.
We debated for a little while whether or not to go as Emily and Beth hadn't seen each other for roughly four years, but figured we were free and said "'fuck it". So we headed out there, and let me just say; neither of us are the least bit religious, so we didn't know exactly what to expect.
It started off a pretty boring, we talked and watched a poorly done religious movie, I had half a mind of faking a phone call and leaving, but my girlfriend was having fun talking to her friend, so I toughed it.
I'm glad I did, because after the movie everyone was heading home, but Beth's ride couldn't make it, so Emily offered her a ride with us. We started back towards the town we all lived in, and Emily offered to show her our new home (we had just moved in a couple of weeks prior) and Beth gladly accepted. So we drove to our house and we showed her around. Emily and Beth began talking at the dinner table and started drinking some wine, I decided I'd go watch some hockey until they were done, I watched the Red Wings lose to the Flames and after the game I went to go get a beer from the kitchen and I saw Beth crying onto Emily's shoulder, apparently she just went through a break up and really needed someone to talk to, so she called Emily and I. I could tell both of them were a little drunk.