Karl was sound asleep in the passenger seat as I drove back to my dorm room in the peaceful neighborhood of Christopher Street under a moonlit night. When my phone started to ring, it was my mother's facetime request, but Karl woke up before I could answer. "Hey--where am I--- Alex is that you?"
"Yeah it's me, Karl, you got so drunk and passed out, now we are on our way back to the dorm, ---just go back to sleep, okay, when we get there, I'll wake you up," I tells him.
Karlitos nods his head and went right back to his sleep. Now that one crisis has been avoided, now back to my Mom---s**t, where is my phone? s**t--- it got stuck under the driver's seat, now I can't answer my mom's call until I get back and park the car, s**t. My mom is gonna be worried sick when I call her back.
Finally,
