Later that evening...

After the horseplay (as seen earlier) and an (as we would soon find out) insufficient level of pregaming we headed out for the union for some cheap drinks and an assortment of venues. We were immediately stopped by the police the very first moment someone did something borderline illegal. I say it's good because it probably focused our minds and ensured we would be upstanding citizens for the rest of the evening (no matter how entertaining some of us find traffic cones...) The union was shut. We walked over to Fat Sams, which took FOREVER, not in time, but in beer. By the time we got there and paid the door, dropped off our coats and took a quick potty break we had sobered up completely and had to start from scratch. This was very unfortunate because one round cost, I dunno, a fortune. We ended up on warm bottles of stella as is the usual for any poor patron of this club. For a couple hours things were going really well. We were back in our rhythm and even if the DJ usually worked secondary school discos (from what I could gather from the playlist) we cut loose to some cheese on the dance floor.

As things were just going smoothly Johny (pictured) returned to the table with news that Heather was hit in the head with a bottle! I ran around, looking, and ended up outside the girls toilet yelling her name and asking anyone coming or going if they could check. No dice. A little later her boyfriend found her and she was quite unhappy about the whole thing. Partly to do with the pain from a bottle flying across the dancefloor and landing on her nose, but mostly worried all her graduation ball photos would include a giant blue/green lump in the middle of her face. We rushed home and got her iced up and full of pills and after some convincing that she looked fine things slowly got going again. Chris decided to take a nap so we joined him and eventually completely ruined it for the poor guy. We continued the ridiculousness for as long as we could stand and then we fell asleep in various soft bits of the flat. We had to get our beauty sleep for the ball later that night!

more to come...

Holgaroid
Fuji (gloss)

Dundee, UK