Hey Bob, where were you last night?
I mean, you didn't answer your phone and I think you're wearing the same outfit as you did yesterday. Your bottle of vodka was missing, but you seem like you're in a really good mood. And who was that who dropped you off in front of the building this morning?
What did you do last night?
Giggle giggle.
Here lies a most ridiculous raw youth, indulging himself in the literary graces that he once vowed to eschew. Now he just rocks out.