Heather

Marijuana. Probably cigarettes too.

Marijuana. Probably cigarettes too.

It's the last day of the year. You're allowed.

It's the last day of the year. You're allowed.

It's the last day of the year. You're allowed.

And they're smoking out of this six-foot bong. They called it Godzilla. It was filled with champagne, not water. Oh, my God. Very classy.

And they're smoking out of this six-foot bong. They called it Godzilla. It was filled with champagne, not water. Oh, my God. Very classy.

And they're smoking out of this six-foot bong. They called it Godzilla. It was filled with champagne, not water. Oh, my God. Very classy.

We say hi to Brian and he packs the bong for us. We hit it and then we're like, okay, bye. We go back downstairs. As the party goes on, we don't really talk again. Fast forward a month later, I go to a house party that some of these fraternity guys live in. So I noticed Brian's there and he's brought his dog with him.

We say hi to Brian and he packs the bong for us. We hit it and then we're like, okay, bye. We go back downstairs. As the party goes on, we don't really talk again. Fast forward a month later, I go to a house party that some of these fraternity guys live in. So I noticed Brian's there and he's brought his dog with him.

We say hi to Brian and he packs the bong for us. We hit it and then we're like, okay, bye. We go back downstairs. As the party goes on, we don't really talk again. Fast forward a month later, I go to a house party that some of these fraternity guys live in. So I noticed Brian's there and he's brought his dog with him.

And his dog is this big bloodhound Doberman mix named Homer that he's just letting run around the party. And I love dogs. So I'm like going up to the dog, petting it, becoming best friends.

And his dog is this big bloodhound Doberman mix named Homer that he's just letting run around the party. And I love dogs. So I'm like going up to the dog, petting it, becoming best friends.

And his dog is this big bloodhound Doberman mix named Homer that he's just letting run around the party. And I love dogs. So I'm like going up to the dog, petting it, becoming best friends.

He was not a student anymore at Central. He was a part of that fraternity when he was there, and then he left to go to community college. Brian and I keep kind of making eye contact throughout the evening, but we haven't really talked yet. So as the night goes on, we find ourselves upstairs talking at the top of the steps. We're sitting down And we've been talking for some time.

He was not a student anymore at Central. He was a part of that fraternity when he was there, and then he left to go to community college. Brian and I keep kind of making eye contact throughout the evening, but we haven't really talked yet. So as the night goes on, we find ourselves upstairs talking at the top of the steps. We're sitting down And we've been talking for some time.

He was not a student anymore at Central. He was a part of that fraternity when he was there, and then he left to go to community college. Brian and I keep kind of making eye contact throughout the evening, but we haven't really talked yet. So as the night goes on, we find ourselves upstairs talking at the top of the steps. We're sitting down And we've been talking for some time.

His dog is laying on his lap. His head's kind of in my lap as well. And all of a sudden, the dog just kind of looks up at me and gives me this look and gives me this low growl. I've been drinking. I thought this dog and I were best friends at this point. Is this a meet cute story with the dog? That would be such a great twist. So I kind of look at this dog like, what's going on?

His dog is laying on his lap. His head's kind of in my lap as well. And all of a sudden, the dog just kind of looks up at me and gives me this look and gives me this low growl. I've been drinking. I thought this dog and I were best friends at this point. Is this a meet cute story with the dog? That would be such a great twist. So I kind of look at this dog like, what's going on?

His dog is laying on his lap. His head's kind of in my lap as well. And all of a sudden, the dog just kind of looks up at me and gives me this look and gives me this low growl. I've been drinking. I thought this dog and I were best friends at this point. Is this a meet cute story with the dog? That would be such a great twist. So I kind of look at this dog like, what's going on?