Puke…
Holding your friends up to a trash can while they empty their stomachs of all the alcohol they consumed earlier in the night is scary. If you thought dragging them to their front door was hard. Trying to figure out which key actually unlocks the door seems to pose a bigger challenge. Convincing them everything is ok and to stop apologizing is a conversation that continues into the wee hours of the morning. Needless to say I spent late last night and early this morning checking for a pulse and wiping puke from their face. Seriously though I love my friends. I’m just glad I could help. Honestly, I wouldn’t trust anyone else to take better care of my friends than me. Would you stay up all night cleaning puke and making sure that your friend is still breathing??
Just something to think about…
