When I was in highschool, I used to visit my brother in college a lot. He was a few hours drive away and I’d come up and party with him and his friends on the weekend.
The first time I did this, I don’t remember why, but I was going to be staying in his girlfriend’s dorm. I think he stayed there all the time anyway in her room. I remember his gf saying to me “one of the girls across the hall is gone for the weekend so you can sleep in her bed, her roomate Jen is really cool”.
I didn’t care, I was there to drink and (hopefully) hookup.
A little about me in highschool – i was tall and skinny and NOT all that successful with girls. I was on the basketball team and all my friends were hooking up every weekend, some had girlfriends, I would get lucky to have a sloppy drunken hookup every now and again. I was a virgin and hadn’t had a steady girlfriend.
I liked to drink because it gave me confidence to talk to girls, sober, i was petrified of rejection so would just look at but not talk to girls.