This is one of those stories where the details have become hazy over time, part because this happened about 10 years ago and part because of the level of drunkeness during. But it went a little something like this.
At this time i was still living at my parents house for the summers even i had a apartment in the city, but my parents were away all the weekends so they were happy someone was looking after the house and i was happy to not be stuck in a tiny hot apartment. And as usual with young adults in a empty house we did a bit of hanging out and partying during these weekends. Can’t recall exactly when it was but i remember it being a very warm day and the sun barely going down so sometimes close to midsummer. There is just something magical in the warm summer nights in Scandinavia with the midnight sun and the smell of flowers, kind of makes up for the awful weather we have the rest of the year.