Ok, you wanted to hear the story from the party at our place your girlfriend keeps talking about, but won’t go into details about her friend Vicky and me.
You may remember that I told you I didn’t feel much like partying that day and went earlier to bed than you guys. I couldn’t really sleep due to all the noise and “fun” you guys had. Sounded like you were having the time of your lifes.
After some time the music stopped and – must have been past 2am – and assumed you would all go to bed and the guests would go home. When all of a sudden the door to my room opened slowly and Vicky walked in as if she was home. She didn’t turn the light on but closed the door behind her. Standing in the middle of my room she started to wisper something like “fuck, I’m so tired”. I was there laying in my bed in complete shock because I do not know what the heck was going on. I mean, it was about 2am and I woke up to a girl I barely knew entering my room like she owned it.