So I poured myself some whiskey and what felt like two seconds later, my dad came into the room where I was drinking. I was sitting at the dinner table and put the glass between my legs. When I miraculously had the chance, I ran up to my room and finished the whiskey. Now I'm drunk. I feel pretty chill but know I'm gonna feel like shit tomorrow. I normally stick to a finger to a finger and a half of whiskey, but this time I had about 2 fingers. Wow I'm trash.

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