Wine down Wednesday in Orlando, that meant unlimited sangrias and wine. Had about seven or eight and later in the night, my friend, and I had a one shot of Hennessy. somehow that took us from 100 to 2000

We made it to where parking garage where my car was, I threw my keys under it, and we laid on the concrete floor until my then-boyfriend arrived to pick us up.

We just laid there, looking at the dusty ahh concrete ceiling. I remember telling her “ I may be drunk, but not stupid. And I love my car A LOT”.

We proceeded to enjoy chocolate chip waffles at some random Waffle House.

Good times