One night my friends and I went out-of-town to party it up in a new city. Got completely wasted and had such a wild night. We partied until the early hours of the morning, and then headed back to our hotel (made a stop in the Hilton on the way back and stole some sweet towels from Irish boys).
One of the best nights turned into one of the creepiest. I fell asleep with my best friend in bed next to me, but woke up in the middle of the night, to someone hooking up with me! I thought it was my friend so I yelled her name in confusion. It ended up being one of the guys we went on the trip with, in my bed, hooking up with me, while I was sleeping!!!!!
Can you say INCUBUS! Being so drunk all I wanted to do was go back to bed. I told the guy to leave me the F*** alone, and back to sleep I went. The next day we pretended like nothing happened. The guy did ask why my friends and I were keeping our distance from him. He knew he did something wrong, but didn’t want to admit it. I stayed far away from him all day, keeping our secret to ourselves.