In between observing recreational drug use and dancing as white as a white man can dance, I took as many shots as the battery on Hannah's camera would allow. If it weren't for this photo evidence I probably wouldn't even remember being there, a true testament to the powers of a free bar and one guy who was more than willing to pour everyone shots of tequila. Cannot really figure out what time in the AM we peeled away from the house itself, but trivial details aside it was an absolute head fuck of a night and I devoured every sight and sound that my mind could latch onto.
'A good mopping later, none will be the wiser'
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