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Ink 20 #16/Story 4: Party Rock-et (115)
🕑 Added 2020-10-17 07:08:49 +0000 UTCIt was about 4, maybe 5 weeks back.
Aside from strong sensations and vague images, I never really was able to recall what happened on that night all that well.
The feeling of being young and untouchable.
Being top dog at drinking, beer pong and arm wrestling.
Blood alcohol was rising while people were dropping and yet was still standing, uncontested.
I was the absolute beast of that festive evening and I just wanted to keep on going.
I don't even remember what that party was about anymore. Not that I really care honestly.
The rest of that night had remained a blurry maze for the longest time.
Always figured I might've had a can too many, despite earning the title of the "Liver King" and never having that problem before.
Yet somehow, this is most vivid the memories of that after-dark party have ever been for me.
-- Why now?
