No Need to Be Catty
This was during my hot mess college phase. I got very drunk on a date, blacked out completely, and then puked all over my then-boyfriend (now husband)—as well as the washroom and bedroom. I woke up wearing fresh clothes. He explained everything that had happened after me begging him to tell me.
When he finally did tell me, it was so embarrassing that my face went bone white. Apparently, I started trying to exorcise demons out of him and just projectile vomited everywhere.
He managed to get me to drink some water, bathe me, get me to bed, and then deep clean the room and washroom. I was so embarrassed after. The only memory I have of that night is his cat looking at me with concern and judgment. Story credit: Reddit
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