I Kind of Forgive My Roommates, Or I Hate My Roommates: Part 2

Well, I kind of forgave my roommates after a very embarassed and extremely hungover Ellie apologized for the previous night's events (which she could only vaguely remember) and vowed that Chris aka the strange man would never be associated with again, much less brought home. Apparently, they didn't mean to bring him home, but they couldn't ditch him and too wasted to form a decent plan to do so. She seemed sincere (and certainly miserable, what with the vomiting and hangover) and it turned out to be far from the most humiliating thing she had done that night. That would be yelling a very harsh Chinese vulgarity at a number of college students in a 7-11. Forgiving seemed like the kind thing to do. After all, not being able to go to the 7-11 is a pretty cruel punishment. Oh, and the best part of the whole mess is that they were drinking absinthe--which they had never tried and wound up hating. All that for stuff you didn't even like in the end.