The next morning I'm woken up at 8am with a him standing soaking wet at the bottom of my bed, confused, angry and probably still drunk, almost crying that I'd left him. To tired to really care I went with the classic response of yup, you knew that last night. Apparently the drunk events that followed were my fault for leaving, yeah mate. I'm not your minder any more.
He got blind drunk as usual and wandered.
However because I wasn't there he'd ended up in a neighbour of Birthday girls house, wearing nothing but his undies and a shirt with newly detachable cuffs. The resident of said house wasn't too impressed to find him sprawled out on the couch but he was adamant that this stranger was in his house. Cue violent posturing and police. He was let off with a warning and the lovely gent even helped him find where he'd dumped his trousers and lent him a pair of shoes to walk home in.
So he ended up in my room with no glasses (he's blind without them), no phone, no house or car keys (I had the car keys thankfully!). Obviously it had to be a soaking day and he was soaked through. After I reminded him of the conversation we had about leaving last night and that I was really sorry I wasn't there to direct him in the right direction and collect his crap he calmed down.
Then proceeded to lament the loss of his phone and the fact that he couldn't get in touch with his new girlfriend. I honestly struggled to care, but put up a decent showing. Out of the wet clothes, cup of coffee and set him down in front of the PC to contact her and the people he was with over social media. I knew he'd most likely left everything at Birthday girls house (he doesn't wander until he's crashed for a while). But he was reluctant to make contact with them in case he'd made a prat of himself.
Girl 1 was a different story, when he told her, the question fired back at him was where I was, and why didn't I stop it happening. First of all, you're his keeper now and second of all good luck stopping a drunken fool. Best you can hope for is trying to control the situation. The situation now involved him 'needing' her here, in my house. Why? To console him, or to tell him it wasn't his fault. Yeah man up and take responsibility, maybe that's why he needs someone weaker minded to just agree with everything he says.
She didn't stay too long thankfully, although she was going to take him down to collect his car. I'm the cow that pointed out (as a grown up!) that he was still drunk. What the heck do they teach people in driving lessons these days? I actually told them to go if they wanted, but I would be notifying the police. They decided I was right, because it really took a genius to work that one out, and he stayed.
Kinda wish he hadn't because hangover sex is kinda his thing and boy did he pester. The same excuses as normal, he doesn't attach emotions to sex. Its just physical. Lovely, but does your new girl feel the same way? Also I'm still dealing with the whole emotional yo-yo, and want you back half the time and need to kill you the other half. At least let me level into cold indifference before you start messing with my head.
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