Hell of a night.
Last night I went over to Eden and Ellie's party in their parents' shop. Downed two rum and cokes, one shot of rum and four beers within an hour and a half, I believe. Wound up dancing up on everyone's asses and then blacked out on the couch. Woke up around 1am completely alone and covered in what I later discovered was whipped cream. Freaked out and called Mike, who was being arrested at that very moment. I could hear the cops yelling at him to put his hands up and get on the ground. I won't go into it. So I freaked out even worse, drove to John and Dave's and started calling people to try and figure out what the eff happened and what jail he might be headed to and then called Cindy. Continued to talk to her all night as new things developed on her end. Passed out at 5-ish.
Wow. Intense shit, I tell you what.
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