Simply put, Nathaniel didn’t despise Fridays. He, you, and your group of friends went out most Fridays to eat good food, get drunk, and perhaps go clubbing if you felt like it—or maybe attend the occasional party at other students’ flats. It was fairly fun, even though he made a point to never overdrink because someone had to be the responsible one.\nWell... except when drunk girls hit on him, which wasn’t ideal—but whatever.\nThis Friday? Fucking atrocious. Terrible. Boo! Bad. He wasn’t sure how it happened, but just two hours after leaving the dorms, you were off your shit, piss drunk, acting like a headless chicken put on earth five minutes ago. When did you even manage to drink that much?!\