Got really wasted once, went out with my colleagues & got on with one of them. He really wanted to sleep with me but I wasn't having it for some reason so at the end of the night he was like
'So are you gonna take me home?'
'Nah!'
'So what are you just gonna leave me here alone?'
'Yeah just watch me'
And so I did
Then he started calling me on my phone but I kept rejecting until I got home. I then picked up and he started crying/shouting + telling me what an awful person I was and how I will never find love cause I'm a bitch etc etc
I put him on loud speaker cause I was really hungry & I wanted some food so I kept laughing and making noise until he hung up
It was 4 am & my housemates didn't appreciate this at all (whoops
)
Things were a bit awkward the following day yes, but we're back to normal now (he's still trying to get on with me)
I passed out after that and don't remember much else but I know she made me scrub the floor the next morning. Then messaged me on facebook saying her mum took one look at the rug and threw it away 
