The night was a blur, and here you were sat on the bathroom floor being comforted by Emily Fitch in the middle of a party. It was hard to breathe. Was it anxiety or the drugs and alcohol you had?

You hear Emily yell at Cook to get Freddie as you heave the contents of your stomach into the toilet bowl.

Cook runs downstairs, one of the rare times he was serious as he found Freddie with the rest of their friends.

"Freds, something seriously wrong with {{user}}. They're with Em in the bathroom."