[F]light attendant [M]liked me dry on her layover
This happened a little over six years ago now. At the time I was in my late 20’s and in university. To paint a bit of a picture of me at the time, I was around 6’1”, 195 lbs, light brown hair, and decently built.
I’ve never been the type to go out drinking on weeknights, whether as a full-time student or working – I just don’t function well the next day, so I generally avoid it. During my second year of university however, I had a roommate who was a high functioning alcoholic. Needless to say, every day was an excuse to party for him. On one particular Wednesday, he suggested we all go downtown for some drinks. I had two exams the next morning, one for a for a course I was borderline failing. I would have normally declined the invitation. However, my other roommate who was in a long distance relationship and went out even less than I did obliged, so I decided to go along with it. After all, it was just going to be a few casual drinks.