crazy night out
Ohh I love my boyfriend. We thought we would have a babysitter last night, but Ronald didn't get it straightened out early enough. The prospective babysitter ended up watching someone else's kid. We planned to go out to the bars, but Ron stayed at home to watch Leo and I went out with a couple friends. We had a good time and there was no stupid drama (these two are notorious for drama). We ended up at this kind of skeezy (but fun) bar at the end of the night. All was well and we were all kind of drunk and dancing on poles. I swear I have class.
My friend is a magnet for any sort of drama. Most of the time she goes looking for it because she thrives on it. There was this really drunk girl we had never met crying on her shoulder all night and telling her how her husband has beat her for ten years and how she is sooooo ugly. Typical girl from the bar with issues. She was quite beautiful, actually, so I told her so. Two minutes later she was dancing on the bar and showing her little titties and lifting up her skirt to rub her ass on the pole while nasty men took pictures on their phones. Eventually the bar tender had her get down.
My friends went outside for a cigarette and it was like negative twenty outside so I stayed put. Next thing I know everyone is rushing outside. I just kind of went with the crowd, forgetting my coat. There was a circle of people standing around someone on the ground by the side of the bar. I assumed there was a fight so I went back inside after quickly realizing I had no jacket.
I just kind of sat off the the side while the same plastered redneck asked me why a pretty girl such as myself was sitting all alone twice. Someone yelled 'the cops are coming!' and again I was sort of shoved out with a big crowd. The bar cleared out in all of 30 seconds, but I had nowhere to go. I went around to the side to see what was going on and one of my friends was holding the troubled girl's body and my other friend held her head off the concrete. She had the look of death, just staring straight ahead without blinking. She stopped breathing and a guy gave her CPR while her friend kept saying she's fine, take her back inside. She begged them not to call 911 because I guess the girl had a warrant out for her arrest. I'm not sure what the hell was wrong with her supposed friend. I saw an ambulance coming and I didn't really want to be involved, so I went back inside to wait. I talked to the bouncer that I knew and he said she had taken a bunch of xanex. They can have some crazy affects if taken with alcohol, let alone buttloads of alcohol. My friends came back inside at 3am when the bar was closing. They were really upset and shaking. I wish I knew what happened to the girl. They probably pumped her stomach. My friend has her phone number, so maybe we will eventually find out.
It was a pretty crazy night, I ended up getting home around 3:30am. I woke up with Leo at 8:45 feeling fine other than lacking sleep. I mainly stuck to beer all night, for which I am grateful. I tried napping with Leo around noon, but he wouldn't go for it. I slept anyway while Ron entertained Leo and even gave him a bath. I owe him a nice blow job.
This story ended up being really long. That whole scene is exhausting and I'm glad I do not have time to take part in it often.
My friend is a magnet for any sort of drama. Most of the time she goes looking for it because she thrives on it. There was this really drunk girl we had never met crying on her shoulder all night and telling her how her husband has beat her for ten years and how she is sooooo ugly. Typical girl from the bar with issues. She was quite beautiful, actually, so I told her so. Two minutes later she was dancing on the bar and showing her little titties and lifting up her skirt to rub her ass on the pole while nasty men took pictures on their phones. Eventually the bar tender had her get down.
My friends went outside for a cigarette and it was like negative twenty outside so I stayed put. Next thing I know everyone is rushing outside. I just kind of went with the crowd, forgetting my coat. There was a circle of people standing around someone on the ground by the side of the bar. I assumed there was a fight so I went back inside after quickly realizing I had no jacket.
I just kind of sat off the the side while the same plastered redneck asked me why a pretty girl such as myself was sitting all alone twice. Someone yelled 'the cops are coming!' and again I was sort of shoved out with a big crowd. The bar cleared out in all of 30 seconds, but I had nowhere to go. I went around to the side to see what was going on and one of my friends was holding the troubled girl's body and my other friend held her head off the concrete. She had the look of death, just staring straight ahead without blinking. She stopped breathing and a guy gave her CPR while her friend kept saying she's fine, take her back inside. She begged them not to call 911 because I guess the girl had a warrant out for her arrest. I'm not sure what the hell was wrong with her supposed friend. I saw an ambulance coming and I didn't really want to be involved, so I went back inside to wait. I talked to the bouncer that I knew and he said she had taken a bunch of xanex. They can have some crazy affects if taken with alcohol, let alone buttloads of alcohol. My friends came back inside at 3am when the bar was closing. They were really upset and shaking. I wish I knew what happened to the girl. They probably pumped her stomach. My friend has her phone number, so maybe we will eventually find out.
It was a pretty crazy night, I ended up getting home around 3:30am. I woke up with Leo at 8:45 feeling fine other than lacking sleep. I mainly stuck to beer all night, for which I am grateful. I tried napping with Leo around noon, but he wouldn't go for it. I slept anyway while Ron entertained Leo and even gave him a bath. I owe him a nice blow job.
This story ended up being really long. That whole scene is exhausting and I'm glad I do not have time to take part in it often.