Hi all, long time reader, first time poster. This was a pretty crazy time in my life shortly after moving out to the big city with a housemate who was never around. but I’m sure you’re not here for a history lesson! I have other stories to share but starting with this one. This ended up being quite long but I hope you enjoy this post.
(Disclaimer: names have been changed for respect of privacy)
–Intro–
When I was in my 20’s I lived in an apartment located in a major city situated on top of a Cafe. It was a handy spot to have parties or pre-drinks with friends before heading out to experience the nightlife. It was also handy after a big night out rolling down the stairs for a morning after hangover coffee!
Anyway to the point – On this particular evening I was drinking with some friends I knew from my high school days, plus one of my guy friends (James) was visiting from out of town and wanted to crash at my place with his girlfriend (Amber) and her best friend (Sarah). James was a pretty loose unit and Amber was a bit reserved but also a bit wild at times. This was the second time I’d partied with Amber and I had never met Sarah before.