Having a night out during mid-weekday, getting wasted, sacrificing the next morning’s productivity and failing to report for work –so much for some random happening.
Being a Listener.
Something I’ve learned during adulthood: A good friend is a good listener. Someone who never speaks as if he/she was some kind of psychologist, but someone who’s just being there as a company, just shutting the hell up, just having and experiencing the fun.
Yes, getting drunk, getting wasted, and feeling like shit were so much for some random happening, AND ALSO all for supporting your friend, and being there as someone to share and talk to.