I had just come home from a party at a neighbors apartment, on a mix of xanax, coke, weed, and alcohol- not blacked out, but close to the most fucked up I’ve ever been.

I laid down on the couch, and my roommate, who was apparently trying to talk to me, said “you’re pretty faded, huh”. Without responding verbally, I looked at her as I slowly and deliberately pushed a pile of her stuff off the edge of the couch with my feet, which made a loud crash on the floor. After a moment of stunned silence, staring back at me, she just goes “… okay”

It didn’t click for me until the next day, and I was so embarrassed