>Junior Year of High School
>Friend invites me to sleep over at his house, he and Other Friend were going to be there
>Other Friend takes his PS2, take some of my games and get ready for a night of vidya
>I get there in my car (am the only one out of us 3 that drives)
>We start off with Naruto Ultimate Ninja 2, then went on on to Tekken 4, Gauntlet Dark Legacy, 007 Nightfire, and a plethora of other shit
>Halfway into our Uber Virgin Party Fiesta, friend looks to other friend and says they should probably start getting ready
>"Ready for what?"
>"Oh, yeah, anon, we're going to a party, and you're coming with us!"
>I don't drink or do any drugs, so I refuse
>Still agree to take them, and just figure I'll find something to do while they 'party hard'
>Friends are complete nerds, by the fucking way, socially awkward and Friend is borderline Autistic
>Drive them to party, they tell me to get out of the car, I say "Okay, I just need to find a place to park"
>They get out of my car
>I speed down the street, away from the party
>Literally nothing to do in my city, and it's only like, 10 at this point
>Decide to just park in a Mr. Gatti's parking lot and whip out my SP, start up Metroid Fusion because I'm pathetic and that's how Friday nights go when you're as miserable as I
>Hours pass, still in my car, no word from Friend or Other Friend
>Getting a tad fed up, decide to text Friend to ask him to hurry the fuck up
>He tells me that they'll finish up soon, they just need to "take another hit"
>Oh, boy
>Another half hour later, get a call from Friend, but Other Friend is the one speaking
>"Anon, you need to hurry. Friend is fucked. up."
>Think they're just fucking with me, they'd never mess with that shit, at the very least not to the point of getting fucked up.
