Why is it that my friends always call me to drink at my place because they have nowhere else to drink?!
I feel like I'm a last resort sometimes. Like, they probably tried other alternatives and were like, "Well, ****, I guess Sara's place is all right to drink at. We have no other options. Wanna call her?"
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