Now, college is awesome and I miss it now that the real world has its teeth in me, but for what ever reason, I decided I’d go back to his parents’ house on a Saturday night during my sophomore year. Another thing to note: Evil Twin had never drank before getting to college. As most kids who tried to get alcohol during high school know, it’s harder to get beer than it is to get pot. So Evil Twin had grown up smoking a lot and had never drank. I’ll tell those stories of his first nights binge drinking, though I bet you can already guess how they play out.
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So by now you’re all aware that Evil Twin and I were good friends. I was actually a year older, so he was 18 and I was 19 when we first met (and he had turned 18 like 2 weeks before college started). He didn’t live too far from where we went to school and sometimes would go home on a weekend to hang out with his brother, who is just two years younger than him, and his high school friends. So, one weekend during our first semester, he asked if I had any interest in going back to his place for a night to hang out.
But at Evil Twin’s for the weekend, we didn’t have anything to drink and due to some legal issues, I no longer did any drugs. So, while this was going to be a sober night for me, it was still pretty fun to hang out.
And there’s more – I’ve always been full of hormones. I was always looking to get some. Still am. But, when you go visit your new roomate’s high school friends, you can’t sleep with them unless you get the distinct impression from him that it’s cool. But as it turned out, we didn’t hang out with any girls that night. It turns out his brother and some friends were in this band and they were actually awesome. So we hung out listening to them play and it was a good time. Then, late at night, Evil Twin and Rock Star, his younger brother, headed back to his parents’ place.