So I went with my friend to her sister's wedding, and her mother got completely drunk.
For the forty five minute ride home, she stopped to v* about five times.
I wanted to get out of the car and run.
I started crying and I'm still shaking and my teeth are chattering.
That was without a doubt the worst experience I've had since I last v*, which was eight years ago.
Comfort, please. It's too late to call any of my friends.