Best... 3AM... Ever...

I'm laying on the couch at a friend's apartment, when someone knocks on the door. I get up from the couch to see who it is. It's some really drunk girl, in nothing but a skirt and a short sleeved top, standing in the cold. She looked a bit scared and confused, and asked to come in.

Turns out the drunk girl got left behind at a party, or something, so she came in to make some calls to not get frostbite during the snowstorm. When she started yelling at people over the phone, I decided I'd just take her back to the dorms. I said my goodbyes and headed out.

She was so apologetic about the whole thing. I continually told her she had nothing to be sorry about. I told her I was just about to leave, so it was a good thing she knocked (In honesty, I wasn't, but this is far from the point). I gave her my coat and walked her to my car.

The car ride back was getting to know each other. We asked each other's names, hometowns, majors (which I hesitated to tell her, because Math is deemed as 'gross'...which she agreed with. ^_^), and this and that. Finally, I got her back to the dorms safely. We told each other we'd find one another on Facebook and that was that.

Funny, really.

Simon