As I was talking to Pete on the internet about how his friend hadn't called him back, I said I wished I had friends. At that moment, Chapnasty texts me. It was on. Kind of. We couldn't think of anything to do. The kids were having a night of loud debauchery and we wanted nothing to do with that. So we went for a walk around campus. On this walk, we found my friend Dustin who had just left his party because he was taking shit for not making his move on some girl who had to leave with her friends. Lap dances were involved for her locking herself in his bathroom. Nothing surprises me. So Chris and I go with him back to his house and hang out there. Good collection of people, some I knew, some I didn't. However, Brooks is Dustin's roommate. So I got to catch up with him. During the entire time we're there, Chris is texting his girlfriend who is mad at him for no real reason and just going on and on about how he's breaking her heart and she's crying in bed and such. Chris was visibly frustrated and knew he could do nothing. Evidently, he was a liar regardless. So after about an hour or two and several beers, Chris and I decide that I need to eat. So we walk back to SNu, get my bike, steal one for him, and ride to Qdoba. Driving simply was not an option. We see some friends there, talk to them then get in line right before a herd of bar folk get there. However, some sneak in front of us and one keeps calling us Stranger Danger. She was a lovely person. We make friends with her buddy who is behind us and I get my breakfast burrito. We hang out outside and eat on a curb. This is where I meet the first black man to ever like hockey. He yells out "YEAH BLACKHAWKS!" due to my shirt and fist pounds me, skips Chris, and goes on yelling and jumping down the sidewalk. Phenomenal. Then as we're getting ready to go back to the bikes, Stranger Danger comes back out, sees us, then yells that again. We chat with her friend for awhile then head our separate ways. Riding home, we pass this girl walking on the sidewalk and she asks us for a ride while we're going full speed and Chris yells out, "Sorry Kenzie." She then yells out, "How do you know me?" followed shortly by, "I hate you!" I could not stop laughing. It was a beautiful thing. So instead of going home, we decided to drop back by Dustin's, where he is beyond gone and hang out there before heading back to SNu. Once we got there, we smoked with Scott and Pruitt for a bit, then went to bed. It was great. We both agree that we need to do that again.
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