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So I went to a party tonight. A little party in a friend’s dorm room while the RA was it working. There were lights and dancing and it was just generally pretty fun. There was also more than enough booze to go around. One of my friends, we’ll call him S, was going pretty hard. S also happens to be a lightweight. So I’m kinda flitting back and forth between people making sure everyone was alright. I wasn’t the host, but I was the only sober one there. So I walk out of the room to check on a kid who was totally GONE. Like, he put on his glasses and said “WoaHhhh. Instead of seeing in the 3D, I can see all the way in 5D.” kind of gone. It was honestly hysterical. So he’s fine. I go back to the party room, and see S sitting on the bed with his eyes closed and a hand placed over his mouth. X grabs a waste bin and hold it up to his mouth. “You good?” I ask. He nods, and X drops the bin. IMMEDIATELY after the bin is out of his face, I see his stomach lurch and snag the bin really fast from X and hold it to S’s mouth. Not in time. He pukes all over one of my hands. X takes the bin back and keeps holding it while S apologizes profusely. I use my clean hand to rub his back while I assure him it’s okay. X and his roommate start to clean up the mess on the floor. S keeps apologizing, but then spews up another, bigger wave that almost completely misses the bin. X grabs the bin and S’s arm and leads him to the restroom, where he spends the next half hour turning himself inside out. All while apologizing. I felt so bad. I helped clean up best I could, and checked on him when he was finished since I couldn’t go into the men’s restroom. Poor guy. I washed up, and went and took care of some other drunk friends. So that was my night. It’s 5 am and I just got back.