Eau de Bud Light

So it was an eventful art major night at DA's. Charlie totally didn't do his job as the guy friend that pretends to be your boyfriend when sketch ass guys come after you. This kid came over to us, like grabbed me and dragged me over to his table. I will try to transcribe word for word what he said, I think i remember most of it: "What's your name" i tell him, three seconds later, "What's your name" i can tell this is gonna be awesome. he asked my name a couple more times but you get the idea. "My name's Cheshire" so, ok, what the hell "But you can call me Tony" um....? me: "why do you go by Tony, Cheshire is so much more unique" "Well my real name's Anthony, but everybody hates that" wtf. Literally next thing he says: "so you wanna make out?" me: "umm....no" you'd think the conversation would have ended there. But no. He wanted me to tell his friend how awesome he was, and act "even more sexy" in doing it (??? what does that even mean???) He commented on my jacket, asking if it was velvet, and i was like, probably not, (but that does NOT give you an excuse to rub me like that) and then started saying how my skin was like velvet and tried to rub that. and that was about when i was like, you know what, it was so nice to meet you, but I've really gotta get back to my actual friend. So I escaped. And was like, fuck you Charlie. And the climax of the night IS: Julia and I decided to sit down in a booth, so I sit down, Julia goes to set down her beer, and ends up like throwing it at me. And it had been pretty much full. So I then had about a pint of beer soaking my jeans, some of my shirt, my bag and most of the stuff in it, some of my hair, etc. And I still stayed out for like an hour and a half after that, not sure how that ended up happening.