You are about to babysit another drunk girl

"There you are, girlfriend!" she screams, jumping you from behind. "Where were you? I looked everywhere!"

"Amy, are you crazy? You almost gave me a heart attack!" you complain, before turning around and seeing her reddened face. "Nevermind, you are not crazy, you are simply drunk. Fuck, I feel like a babysitter for drunk girls tonight."

"What are alking about? Me? Drunk?" she objects. "I only had like two drinks, or maybe three, or four... I couldn't find you, so I drank yours as well..." she says pausing weirdly between sentences.

"Damn, you sound like you're having technical difficulties." you sigh. "Come on, let's leave. I don't want you to do anything stupid while you're drunk."

"But, we just arrived." she says pouting.

"And you are already drunk. Impressive, really. Come on, this party has been nothing but trouble. Perhaps if you learn to drink less while you are in this body we can try going to another one."

You leave the party, practically dragging away Amy, who keeps complaining all the way to your room; you manage to put her in her bed, where she falls asleep almost immediately.

Disapponted by how the night turned out, you went to sleep promising yourself to keep Amy away from **** in the future.