Then the night took a turn for the crazier. I went with two of my brother's friends to Addison, where we went to a strip club, which was uncomfortable. One of the friends thought it was too crappy a club, so we left and went to another one where her friend was a dj. At this one, I was given a bottle of water and a pill. I put the pill in my pocket because I love my body and don't want that in me, but drank the water. We arrived at this strip club at around 4 AM, so I was pretty much dead, which became obvious when I was kicked out of the club an hour later when the bouncer caught me sleeping for the third time. So I proceeded to sleep in my brother's friend's car until we left sometime after dawn, and I slept in his bed.
Then at noon, when I awoke, my brother's friend was unable to do much due to all that he ingested the night before, so I had to call up my brother and have him pick me up.
And that's why I'm gonna watch out when I hang out with them from now on, and hopefully never have the privilege of attending such parties ever again. Strip clubs are no place for yours truly, I don't do drugs, and I don't wanna be out past 2 AM while I have to stay on a work schedule.
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