Around a couple years back I broke up with my girlfriend. The constant feeling that anything and nothing was now possible pureed my mind after ending a long relationship which spanned some formative years. Fortunately, I had good friends that were happy to put me back together. Shaun, Rita, and I had been friends since college and through sheer luck, ended up living in the same city hundreds of miles away.
They had been planning a night out for a friend of theirs, Natalie, that recently went through a rough breakup of her own as a cliché, “get yourself back out there and feel good about yourself” kind of night. Upon learning of my super recent breakup they thought that it would be a good idea to haphazardly staple me into these plans last minute and turn it into a collective “relationships suck” kind of night. They even invited another one of their single friends, Kathy, to make it look halfway planned.