Picture this – a bunch of college arts students put on a show and throw a party afterwards to celebrate. Like most large parties, we sectioned ourselves off into tiny clusters of the people we already knew, chatting in corners over our drinks and loud shitty music. This night began like any other party – what happened later shocked us all.
We end up finding a bedroom upstairs that is more reserved and quiet! Being introverts, we all piled into the room, shutting the door and passing around a bottle of ~specialty~ liquor that we didn’t want the others downstairs to see / try to drink! As we passed the bottle around, we realized just how drunk we had become off of this liquor, laughing and stumbling around the room, laughing at just how funny it was to be hiding in such a small, dark room while the party raged on downstairs.