True story

For a change I won't be writing any short horror or thriller stories, just a funny random anecdote from a few months back. I've been too preoccupied with my, well let's call it a novel in progress "Plagued lives".
Anyhow, the short story I want to tell you about is a drunken one. Of course the best of stories always begin with insane amounts of alcohol...
Also I should mention I'm from Serbia and trust me, where are used to drinking real heavily. Well, we all have our limits and they were definitely topped the night me and my friends drank a little over 1l of pure vodka EACH. Glasses were passing one by one and vision got blurry real fast. There were six of us and every single one ended up with a complete blackout. What's the crazy part about all of this? Each and every one of us, woke up alone in a wrong apartment and nobody knows why. It's almost as if we played bingo with our keys... Eventually one by one we all woke up and got in touch trying to make sense of why we're in each others apartments when we realized there was only five of us present in the group chat. Now we were all starting to get a bit worried for the last dude, when the doorbell rang at the apartment I was in. It was him, completely covered in dirt and grass.
He sat down with me and explained that he woke up at a ranch 4 kilometers from our town and had to walk all the way home because his phone was dead.
To this day none of us have a single clue what happened that night and that's one of my favorite drunken stories to tell!