Sep 03, 2011 00:59
I am quite druk.
I'm in my best friend Nick's suite and 3 other people live here and Maria an dI were hanging out and drinking and then one of the other boys who lives here came in with some friends and he was GONE. Like, not a littl egone. He was full-out fucked up. He coudlnt walk or stand and he went and puked all over the bathroom and then instead of his friends cleaning it up (like they should have) Maria did most of it and I helped a bit by going to get paper towels and stuff. they were serious assholes though. One of them even asked why we "cared so much about cleaning up the bathroom" wen CLEARLY this kid andrew puked EVERYWHERE and we arent just going to LEAVE IT what the fuck - honestly, his friends should have taken care of it/him but instead it was maria and I.
But then he didn't relly get better so after like 1.5 hrs we talked to nick (who is an RA and was on duty) and we were like.. ueah he might need to go to the hospital. Only it was super sad for me because I was sittign on his bed with him, praxtically passed out, and talking to him about Doctor Who and his hoem to see if he was okay and he was answering me but CLEARLY NOT OKAY even though he pointed out how he liked Christopher Eccleston better than anyone and Eleven as kind of wwird and the newest episode was a hgue letodwn - he was still way too drunk to function - so Nick ended up calling rescue.
And as they escorted him out to the stretcher, he yelled, "REBECCA, WHY DID YOU CALl RESCUE?" and my heart just legit brke. I don't want him to get in toruble, but I'd rather that than he DIED ejsus christ.
I don't know. I just keep hearing his voice cryign ot at me. He's a good kid, even if I never really liked him - he wa just too drunk adn I didn't wnat him to hurt himself.
FUCK.