Sleeping With A Friend

Blackout Drunk

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Dinner was uneventful, to say the least. Steven and I barely talked and when we did it was uneventful and boring small talk. He was pretty much the only one I talked to though because Collin and Priah ended up heavily flirting and ignoring us the whole time. Thanks Priah. If dinner was any implication of how the rest of the night was going to go, I swear I would die.

We pulled up to the house the party was at. It was only 10:00 but the party was already wildly out of control. It at least seemed that way, but everyone else in the car acted like it was completely normal so I just went with it, even though really I just wanted to lock myself in Collins car and take a nap until the whole thing was over.

Right before we stepped inside I pulled Priah aside. She looked at me concerned "Are you ok?" She questioned knowing this not something I am really comfortable with. I just nodded in reply staring at the house. I focused my attention back on Priah and begged, "Priah please don't ditch me in there." She didn't reply.

She started to push me inside the house following close behind me. She stopped us once we were out of the way of the door. She was still behind me and I was standing still in awe and terror at the scene before me. People everywhere all either talking, dancing, or drinking. 

"Abby you need to get over this fear or whatever it is." She was yelling so I could hear her over the music. "I'm gonna help you get over this fear and facing it is the best way to get over it. Abby don't hate me, this will help you get over your fear... remember let loose and have fun." Before I could really process what she had said she had shoved me into the mass of people. I turned around to yell at her but she was gone.

I started talking to myself as I wandered through the sea of people. "Great. There's no suspicion anymore, now I know for sure, I am going to die tonight. I am going to die. Let loose and have fun... suuurre. 'I'm a good roommate' my ass." I didn't bother to whisper or talk quietly because I figured no one would hear me over the pounding music.

Looking around I let my thoughts of death and bad roommates subside. As I stopped focusing on my thoughts, I realized how tightly this room was packed. And right after that... I realized how much anxiety that gave me. I surged forward hoping to find somewhere less crowded. I was weaving and pushing my way through the crowd of people desperately trying to find a way out. I reached a wall, I was in the corner of the room.

With no way out in sight, I decided to take a second to calm down and assess the situation logically. I should be able to find an exit or another room if I follow the wall around the room. I kept my hand on the wall as I walked so I wouldn't lose it. I was on my second wall when I came to find a group of couches blocking my way. Even though I was slightly scared to let go of the wall, which was my only comfort in this situation, I did it anyway. As I walked in front of the couches I heard someone call my name.

Brushing it off as someone else, as Abby was a common name, I kept walking. That was until I heard it again. I turned toward the couches to find someone I hadn't seen in about five months getting up and heading my way. "Abby Wow, I'm surprised to see you here. Especially in a dress like that." I gulped unable to answer him due to the emotional overload I was currently on the edge of having.