Hawaii was magical once again. Britt picked us up from the airport in her 1993 manual 2-door Jeep Cherokee that cost her a cool $650. I was very happy to see her. It had been 6 months since she left the states. We drove towards her house in Honolulu and stopped by a liquor store a gathered some refreshments for the evening. I got Keystone Light. I figured "when in Rome."
We pulled into Britt's house around 9:30pm and walked into a party with beer pong and bumping jams blaring out of a $10 stereo. Steph and I met at least 8 people within the first 2 minutes of our arrival, including Britt's Finnish friend Ella, who is hilarious. Two of Britt's roommates, Christie and Emma had established their dominance in Beirut all night. Unfortunately for them, they were unaware that I consider myself to be well advanced in the game. Needless to say Steph and I knocked the two queens of their throne's, and after two beers I was drunk. This was mostly due to the Xanax I had been taking for our flights, or at least that's what I hoped it was.
We didn't stay at Britt's place long. The party then moved down to Waikiki to a chill place called Lulu's. We were all about to walk in when Ella asks several of us to wait for her while she chugs here bottle of vodka and coke. Apparently she hates drinking beer. Once we got in the joint, the DJ was playing some tight 90's gangsta rap, I instantly fell at home.
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