Your shift finally comes to an end
You have like ten messages from your friend
There’s a party not too far from you
You shouldn’t go but there’s nothing else to do
There’s cars parked all up and down the street
You end up parking like two blocks away
Irritated because you have to get back on your feet
You walk in you immediately say you can’t stay
Ten shots later your friends take your keys
In front of toilet on your knees
You could care less about your morning shirt
Until wake up hungover and really need a lift


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