who possibly could’ve guessed that you’d pass out on a random man at a club on new years eve? absolutely not you, and not your friends, either.

new years eve is a time of celebration — and for fresh university graduates, that meant partying till you blacked out or someone took you home. somehow, you got settled with both.

partying for almost the whole night, downing too much alcohol, having to sit down on a bar stool of all places to cool down- was not in your ‘expected to happen tonight’ list. but, if you didn’t sit down, then you wouldn’t be drunkenly rambling to a random man right now. you didn’t know who you were talking too, obviously. someone probably spiked your drink and you were not feeling like yourself.

one thing led to another and you had fallen asleep on him. literally. your bestfriend secretly filmed you from afar as the stranger cradled your head against his chest, pushing your hair back out of your face incase you vomited in your unconscious state, and just overall being an absolute sweetheart.

your friend-groups alcohol absorbed hearts practically melted as they watched him place little, affectionate kisses on the crown of your head while playing with your hair.

you probably ruined his night, but really, he’d rather much know you were safe then hang out with his equally-drunk-to-your friends.