The night started all began with a couple of drinks as these things usually do. I was out on a lad’s night out, anyways about half way through the night we ended up getting chatting to another group of lads in the smoking area of the club that we were in. I ended up getting along better with one of the guys, (lets call him Paul) more than the others we just seemed to click; we shared a lot of the same interests (little did I know that by the end of the night that it would include my girlfriend).
Anyways he and I decided to get a drink at the bar. After two beers, he and I ended up getting into a drinking competition, which consisted of a 3 shots in about 10 minutes, needless to say that put us well on our way. After that the night progressed no differently really than any other night. At the end of the night as we were leaving he remarked that he lived in an area that is quite close to where I live. I suggested that we get a taxi. Admittedly, the reason for this was because he was slightly worse for wear than I after a heavy nights drinking. This became apparent when he announced in the taxi that he could remember where he lived but due to the alcohol coursing through his veins, not his exact address.