Standard weekend when you're 27 in NYC and your friend visits from out of town

This is what happens when you're 27 years old and you live in New York City and your friend visits you from out of town. He gets in at Friday like afternoon, like early afternoon, but he still has to do work, so he just like opens up his laptop in your dining room. And he's like, all right, time to party. Shut his laptop, you guys go to a happy hour. You catch up, right? You both eat like a burger with like the knife that comes in with it, you know what I mean? Like the steak fritz. Like should we stay out? And like back your mind like you should. Right? Cuz you're not that old, you're 27, but you're tired. Right? The adult world and the career world is starting to way in your eyes. It's like, you know what, let's just go home, pass out, well, full day tomorrow. You wake up at 10:10 10:30, you still have a roommate, so you want to get the fuck away from him as far as possible. So you stay out the whole day, you start day drinking at like 2:00, 3:00. You're tired again, but you rally. Okay? You go to the pre game. It's one of the last pre games that you'll probably have because everyone is starting to get coupled up and go home by like 11:30 12. Some people go home after the pre game, but not you guys. But not you guys. You guys are going to hard. You guys go out 3:45 in the morning, just you two, just two bros. And then he had a great night and woke up the next day. 11:30 12 o'clock, quick baggle. and he dab him up and he leaves, you go back home and you're like, yeah, kind of need a girlfriend.