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Posting it here since the thread isn't autosaging for another 50 posts
04/05/10(Mon)00:44 No.8987817Update: Holy shit. By the time I got there everyone else had arrived and was in the parking of the apartments. DM is there and drunk off his ass. Slurring words, stumbling, pass out and piss yourself drunk. Everyone's watching him since why the fuck not? He's loudly going on and on about how it wasn't his fault and that it was her fault. He claims that the gf is a sick freak who is into all sorts of stuff. S&M, torture, scat, bukkake. Says that she told him that she just wanted to joke around with it and see, haha. After she blamed him for it, yelled at him and they broke up. She slapped him too, apparently.
Now I've known the DM long enough to pick up his tells. When he's drunk they get a lot more obvious and the conclusion from them is obvious to all of us: He's bullshitting his ass off. We're not quite saying it, but we're mostly trying to calm him down, but he's agitated. Of course, it doesn't matter in a moment. A cop car drives up and a pair of cops come out. They say someone called and complained about a drunk shouting his ass off out here. Uh oh.
DM is drunk, doesn't care, starts shouting and crying at the cops about his girlfriend too. Being cops they do what you'd expect: Arrest him for public intox. They drag him into the back of the squad car and he breaks the fuck down. Total sobbing mess. Then the cops talk to us briefly, take basic statements, that sorta thing. We all say we're his friends but weren't down long, said he's sad because his gf dumped him. We didn't wanna send him up shit creek, but he was fucked-up drunk for the world to see, so no point lying either.
Most of us go back upstairs, the friend gets to talk to the cops longer...and here we are. DM's going downtown and none of us know what to think at this fucking point, besides glad the cops didn't think we were a part of it either. |