The other day I was enjoying some music in my 1998 Dodge Avenger; a gift from my parents. I found a song I really liked and it rather...ironic. Not sure how to expain it. It's frustrating now, since I can't find it anymore.
Anyway, I was headed for J's to meet up with Kevin. He was with some other guy. I'm not sure what his name was. Kevin didn't bother to introduce us. Maybe it was because they weren't really there together? The seemed to be getting along. I don't know.
Unlike Kevin, I only had a few cokes because of my age and even if I could drink, I wasn't going to. I'm not too inclined when it comes to drinking. Something about it turns me off. Maybe it's my up bringing? I'm not quite sure. But I never subjected myself to that kind of thing, not even when I turn twenty-one.
I had to take Kevin home. He was rather...drunk and couldn't drive. His friend seemed fine, but he didn't bother taking Kevin home; so I did. We got lost, because for the life of him, Kevin couldn't remember where he lived...
...Remind me never to take him home when he's drunk again...
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It's not worth it to go anywhere near Kevin when he's drunk.
ReplyDeleteThen again, he's an idiot all of the time.