"I'm in your lobby and I'm drunk, come join us on the rest of the wine walk!" MG had called her up, as she said she might, so that she could meet the new boyfriend.
Piz was away for the weekend and her other plans weren't until much later in the evening. She put on pants and went downstairs. It was hard being the sober one in a mix full of drunks, but she managed. MG's friend was there, and the Near-Boyfriend. They had sex for the first time the night before, she learned through stage whispers while trailing behind the boys on the way to the next stop.
"I really, really like this guy. Like, a lot" She almost pleaded with her. "I know you are so quick to judge people, and you are never wrong...what do you think of him?"
"It's been minutes MG, give me like half a conversation with him first. I can tell he's very chill. He's not being an asshole."
MG insisted on buying them shots at the next bar, which hilariously came in a syringe penis. MG was already so drunk that she accidentally moved it out of her mouth and it shot everywhere, getting in her hair and on her shirt.
There was a girl doing free face painting that drew a panda on MG's face, and mermaid scales on hers. When she looked in the mirror it looked like the shellback that Piz had tattooed on his arm from his days in the Coast Guard. She texted a photo to him, but he was busy at a music festival and didn't respond.
MG got more and more drunk even though they had slowed down in their drinking. Except for the penis, she was stone cold sober. It wasn't really fun, but she talked to MG's friend since it had turned into a bizzare not-double blind date. The guy was nice enough but kind of a loser, or not really well educated.
They ended up taking a long walk to go get food, and MG fell asleep at the table. She suddenly realized she had a really long walk home, and checked to see what the price of an uber would be. She decided to walk the three miles instead of pay the $8 it would have cost, and by the time she got home she was too tired to do anything but lay on the couch in pain.
Her phone dinged, and it was Piz. Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros had just came off the stage, and he had recorded "Home" for her. She didn't expect him to do the whole song, and she fell even more for him though he was many many miles away.
