Katie

Oh, fuck.

No, the roots didn't come out, but they all broke off, which was actually pretty fortunate for me later.

that they didn't all actually come out.

There's zero pain.

Could also be a little shock.

Yeah.

Yeah, I don't run my tongue along my teeth.

I just...

rung my tongue through my teeth.

So this is where it actually gets bad.

My guy friends that lived around the corner from me, they saw this whole thing and they watched me spit my teeth into my hands, look at them like really pissed off and then throw them across the floor of the bar.

So they did frantically look for my teeth, but we never saw them again, which was also a blessing because the dentist would have tried to glue them.

It wouldn't have looked good.

I'm wasted at this point.

And my guy friends being guys were like, we want to stay at the bar.

So they usher me into a cab with people I don't know.

So strangers are now bringing me home.

They decided that finding my friends was not the best option.

That doesn't mean they can't care.

They should care.