Maybe I'd have met the girl of dreams in the next bar over. Or maybe I'd have met a drunk guy with a knife.
Maybe I'd have won the club over with a stunning performance of a karaoke staple. Or maybe I'd have dodged fourteen of the fifteen bottles thrown at my head.
Maybe I'd have had a really awesome time, a night to remember for all my days. Or maybe I'd have had a night I'd have to spend a lifetime to forget.
In any case, I'm now warm in my bed, so frankly I don't care either way.
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