So to make it very short, I was at a party. I normally don’t drink much as I don’t tolerate alcohol very much, but this night was different. I don’t remember exactly what, whether I had something to celebrate or not, but I remember drinking way, way, wayyyy too much.
Beers, shooters, even a round of cocktails at the end. In total, I must have drank 10 drinks minimum. I had planned to walk back to my place, which wasn’t that far, but I was wayyy too drunk to even do that, so I ended up having to stay the night (other people did too).
The host, a guy named Michael or simply Mike, was super nice to me. He was the kind of guy who was generally nice with everyone, but with me, he was extra-nice to make sure I was okay. Brought me water and crackers, took me outside when I puked, etc. He even gave me his guest bed in his guest room and gave me a bottle of gatorade for the night, then made sure no one would disturb me/enter. All of my friends were pretty legit, so no one tried anything (sadly).