Friday is a day of pressure; the day you’re forced to see what you’re made of and just how well you can stick to your guns.
From the moment you wake up, groggy and exhausted, you swear that you’re going to stay in tonight. Yes, tonight you will stay in, watch a movie and smoke that weed you’ve been waiting all day to smoke.
Then you get to work and all those boozy colleagues of yours want you to start ripping shots and following them to bars. You’re wrapped up in the excitement and the peer pressure of getting sloppy drunk with people who won’t even remember you were there come Saturday morning.
Or maybe it’s your friends trying to get you to go out. Maybe they keep begging you to stop by their pregame and spend the night chasing them through clubs and house parties. But you know what you really want.
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