You can't take me anywhere.

Pre- covid I was a pretty frequent flyer at this one club that shall not be named. One night I was going to the basement to go party and I had shown up already pretty tipsy to save money on liquor. I ended up slipping and falling down the stairs bruising my hip really good but I didn't see that until the morning. I thought I broke something especially due to the boots I was wearing that night. I don't remember a whole heck of a lot other than the fact that I got very very very drunk. I do remember cackling in the men's room flapping the stall door wildly shouting stuff. My friend told me he spent a lot of time wrangling me in the parking lot because I kept trying to wander into the street or wanted to sit down in the parking lot.

Back in 2017 I had went to a pride festival and I freaked some people out. I can't remember if I was drunk or high or both but I can remember just staring out into space clutching a street pole. I must have looked very out of it because these people came up to me and asked if I was alright and this one girl offered me an apple.