*recalls Doc mentioning you were drunk, and somehow, it cuts deeper to think that you might not remember anything*
*shuffles through the second drawer carelessly, his movements sharp and angry* Friends wouldn't have been sneaking around behind my back. Friends might've told me the truth instead of letting me make an idiot of myself. And I very much doubt I'd've walked in on friends plastered all over each other, in public, not twenty feet from the clueless boyfriend.