On New Year’s Eve a couple of years ago, I [M21 at the time] was stuck working until midnight while some friends of mine were out drinking. By the time I finished work, drove home, showered, and changed clothes, it was already almost bar close.
At the time, I was living within walking distance of the bars they were at, so I decided to just go out for one drink. I texted my buddy, let’s call him Rob [M21], and met him and his girlfriend, let’s call her Erin [F21], at the bar.
They were pretty wasted when I got there and hanging out around drunk people when you’re sober isn’t a lot of fun. I decided I’d just have one beer and then leave. My other friends had left and Rob and Erin were all over each other in the booth we were sitting in, oblivious to how uncomfortable they were making me. I quickly finished my beer and told them I’d be taking off.