during freshers week, you’re actively encouraged to party crash the fancy accommodation houses, so me and someone I was seeing visited a house of people we’d never met before. inside there was a quite reserved looking guy with a very upset vibe. he invited me over and we took turns drinking from this bottle of what was homebrewed vodka as we lamented on our lives. he told me he’d just found out his girlfriend had cheated on him. as an 18 year old with very limited dating knowledge i tried my best to console him, but he kept saying “it’s ok” and told me that everyone had to feel it to grow, and there was no anger in him to fight with what had happened. he told me i was a good kid as we both finished the bottle and hugged each other. i left maybe 30 minutes later and i never saw him again, but i think about that poor guy every now and then.