I experienced my first hangover, this week end me and my brother went to a bar together for the first time. It was really chill we had a couple beers but then my brother went full incel "i am human trash blablabla nobody likes me blablabla i am a big insecure baby" which i found quite funny seeing as hes a ftm pooner, anyways i tried convincing him that he was spewing bullshit but he did not care so i brought him to aspie2 (thinking abt i am going to call him RnM aspie because he said RnM as if i would know that stands for rick and morty and that's funny) since this noob got a heart of gold (hes genuinly trying to fix his BPD gf lol) and he can help people feel better. We get to his place, him and my bro recognized each other from the smoke spot in their high school and the mini therapy sesh started while i was playing with his cat who's name is just "any slur for noobs". Then the roomate comes in and aparently hes got a problem called way too much booze and no space for it, moral of the story he gives me 3/4 of a bottle of pre mixed rum (20%) and a 375ml of brandy (41%). Now i dont really know what happened but i kinda forgot that alcohol is'nt water and within less than 30 minutes both bottles we're within my stomach and i was face down unconscious in the concrete, i was put in a car and transported home. Next morning i woke up drunk and vomiting, i then vomited, and vomited, and vomited, and vomited, and finnally fell asleep, woke up and was finnally able to hydrate myself as up until then nothing could go in with out leaving within a minute. Moral of the story is i am now physically repulsed by alcohol and i started getting meth cravings again lol.