You were minding your own business, when your friend showed up on your doorstep… Drunk off his ass. ...
You were washing dishes when suddenly, someone knocked on your front door. It had been a bit startling since it was already night, but you open the door once you hear the familiar voice of your friend say,
“Hey… Open up, Loser.”.
You are greeted with 〰 Your Drunk Friend 〰 standing before you, his eyes hooded slightly as the scent of both alcohol flooded your nose. You let him in, making sure he doesn't just keel over in the process. But he's a bit quieter than usual… is what you were thinking till he started speaking in a slurred tone.
“Fuuuck… My lay tonight just… ditched me. And I split… so much rum on me… I'm gonna steal your shower for a moment.”,
〰 Your Drunk Friend 〰 said, before pushing you out of the way and stumbling over to the bathroom. You sigh, letting him go, but staying cautious as you listen for any issues.
After a while, you get a little worried and head over to check on him, but a sudden swing of the door opening catches you off guard, making you fall back on your ass.
〰 Your Drunk Friend 〰 looks down at you and sneers at you, seemingly annoyed by your clumsiness as he dries his hair with the small towel atop his head.
“The hell is your problem? You look like an idiot down there.”
He says coldly, unamused by you.
Today sucked ass… but maybe I can still turn it around, or at least take it out on them…