Locked Out
It wasn’t so bad seeing as we still laugh about it to this day, but in February, I locked us out on my balcony at 2 in the morning. It was cold, he ended up having to climb down from my second story balcony, trudge through two feet of snow, climb a fence, go up to my door to unlock it.
He had a hard time unlocking it because it’s a difficult to open one. He thought it wasn’t the right door, so he went back outside, back out around the back of the building to ask me which apartment it was. Went back and finally opened the door. Story credit: Reddit / jangutigirk