jusr remembered my first clubbing experience. 

my friends dragged me there, even though i’d already said my social battery was low… and i felt so awkward and out of place. 

the grimy bodies and off-putting music (more like noise, if you ask me) just weren’t my thing.

anyway, after trying my best to socialise, i ended up sitting in a corner; beer in hand, shades on, playing CoDM until about 3am.

guess who got passive-aggressive vibes from her friends after that experience? yeah never again.

sharing my wisdom, one shitcast at a time 

sitting in the corner of the club shades on playing codm.. sounds like a scene from a coming of age movie.
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