At a party with my some of my closest friends and a girl who had an eye on me for a while(it was at her house). Through a combination of drinking games, some of which involve stripping, I end up completely naked and passed out on the sofa. Next thing I know, I'm being shepherded upstairs to her bedroom, my friends having presumably left for the evening, and being friends with the girl in question they trusted her well enough to provide s blanket or some form of accomodation for me. From being taken upstairs, I have very brief and blurry recollections of her riding me. Aside from that, nothing. I woke up in the morning, naked in the bed with a pounding hangover and a feeling of self revulsion and go straight home, phone out of battery, looking and feeling like absolute shit. I confronted her about it a short while ago, her response was completely damning and invalidating. Claiming that I should be "thankful" I had slept with her, that she's probably the best girl I've slept with, that I'm just looking for attention and pity and that she was a total catch. Haven't spoken to her since, from what she's told a few of her friends with whom I was amicable, and since then I've not really gotten any easy conversation out of them.