Nights like these reminded me of why I stayed home, because I hated socializing, I hated the thought of being crammed in a room full of people. But what did I choice did I have? None apparently for I was the designated driver. Lucky me. Although unfair I had no desire to lose control and through up terrible food. It was all pointless.
Eventually around 5 in the morning my friends decided they had enough and they contain what was in them. I was enraged, mostly because I couldn't stand the smell nor the constant sound of gagging. But because of my love for them I did mind so much. "You guys told me you were ready to leave by 2." I mumbled.
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RandomA story about a girl who hated to socialize. But she eventually learns that socializing is not as bad as it seems.
