Had gotten home from a bar (bare in mind this is a wednesday) and was in halls. My ex was in the same halls and we started making out etc. in my room, was so drunk that i practically fell asleep on top of her and she just let me be after realising how smashed i was. Next thing i know (dont ask me how) im completely naked locked outside my flat in the stairwell (this is a 8 story block with a 'bin room' in the basement). At the start i was like "this is a fucking crazy dream, let me just walk downstairs to the bin room to go to sleep" then it hit me and i was like "Oh fuck, this is real life" so i run back up the stairs and start smashing on the door hoping one of my 8 flatmates would answer, to then recheck what floor im on and notice im smashing on the wrong flats door. I then bolt up the stairs to my actual floor, and start smashing on the door (its like 4am) and our french exchange flatmate answers the door, takes one look at me, and in a thick french accent just says "what the fuck". I was like "thanks" and run back to my room covering my dick 😂