I remember a party, for the 18yrs of a friend. I was with a guy that we'll call John for the purpose. Anyway we were drinking and talking with some girls, and since we were too drunk to go we slept there (friend house). So yeah my friend John was talking with this girl, not pretty at all but I guess he thought she was. And we were all sleeping on the floor with like 2 mats, he was sleeping with her they were playing like stupid 5 years old kids, throwing bbq chips and other crap like that. Anyway, sleep finally take me away...
When I wake up, it's like 8 in the morning. I go to the bathroom (which is on the other end of the house), and on my way back to the room where i slept I see that John is sitting at the table in the kitchen, one hand on his chin, the other on the table and head down. It looks like he's crying so i'm kinda wondering why...So i get closer to him and say something like "Hey..." so he looks up and sees me, he's not crying but he still looks like he's about to do so. So yeah i say "what's up?" and then he start with his story.
The other night he was too drunk, and didn't really notice the girl was ugly (i do mean it!), she reminded him of another girl he was once with (how the f***!). He slept with her, and had sex too. He woke up at 7am, the girl was up and about to leave, then she saw he was awake and told him "I'm sorry it was fun but I'd prefer if you didn't talk to me if you see me at school". An ugly girl, telling him that? He was destroyed apparently.
Anyway I pat him in the back and say something like "Ah forget it, she was ugl.." then I shutup, it might not be the best idea to make him remember how ugly she was. I walk to where I slept, lay flat face down in my pillow, and laugh like a mad.
We saw that girl at school, and everytime we were passing by she turned around or looked the other way, each time my friend made a squeaky sound too.