Almost made it into the club

11 PM, standing in an elevator with a friend, trying to get people from downstairs. He turned my way and tried to kiss me.

12 AM, too many drinks, trying to get into a club with a group of friends. The entire walk to the club consisted of that friend telling me that we belonged together.

Then he dropped his ID in front of the bouncers, and they told him he couldn't come inside.

So, I sat on the curb with him for the entire night, putting my jacket around him so he wouldn't get cold. Then he had to pee, so I took him into Milestones and then asked the waitress for a glass of water. Then he puked in the flowerpots outside of Milestones.

1 AM, we took him back to the hotel and he passed out.