It's funny, how fast numbers seem to disappear when you go out to drink with your friends.
One drink turns into two, two into four, four into eight…and soon, you're drunk, looking down at all the empty alcohol containers and wondering,
Where the hell is all my alcohol? And so, to make up for all the mysterious vanishing drinks, you order more!
And then one more turns into two more, two into four, well you get my point.
Because the next thing you know is that you're lying half naked on your kitchen table, with your secret girlfriend cuddled up next to you in a bikini top and short shorts, and you can't see a thing…
Due to the lampshade on your head.
So, you take the lampshade off, and sit up, before you realize that you have a hangover. You look around you and spot your girlfriends over-protective brother, passed out oh so protectively next to his blind girlfriend (both of whom, you remember, drank more than you did) on the floor in your living room and that your worst enemy in high school-turned-best friend in college, is no where to be found.
And you, can not remember for the life of you how the hell you got here, much less everyone else.
And you decide to get up and make a pot of coffee, or better yet 2, and go takes a shower before the others wake up.
But, upon reaching your room, you find your missing friend, along with his girlfriend in your bed. You make a mental note to change the sheets when they leave. You sigh, and go into your bathroom, where you climb into the shower,
And as you reach to make the water hotter, a pair of arms wrap around you, and a voice in your ear asks:
"Can we go drink again tonight? You're fun when you get drunk."
You, of course, just can't say no.