to think my friend is lying about being drugged?

[LondonButterfly]

So last Saturday night we had a girls night out (group of 7).

Walking to a different bar, some walking further ahead etc. I was at the back (damn ridiculous high heels!) when we reached one of my friends(A) in floods of tears. Apparently one of our friends (B) had told A that friend (C) was dead.

(Friend C was out with us at the time but was much further ahead of us). Friend A thought she'd been in some sort of accident and was inconsolable - I think obviously this was heightened with how much she had to drink.

After an argument between A and B when the truth was friend C was fine. Que friend B storming off. I called her and she said she was in a taxi on the way home.

All is forgiven now. But friend B keeps saying that she only said what she did because someone drugged her in the bar we had just left.

aibu to think she is just lying about being drugged because she's quite embarrassed about what she said?

Kylie has just told David in corrie that she's never come off the pill, who can blame her???? sorry, on in back ground, is there a half cut thread somewhere? who's dead???? Not C?????????? Why? for the love of god why??

Omg you've got it in moonmin!

Actually I think it went
"Where's c?"
"She's ahead"
"SHE'S DEAD????"

Oh what Moomin said

it was D, in the gutter, with the clutch bag...

Happens all the time Moomin

A lot of fuss about nothing.

Oh my god she's dead!!!!!

I'm sorry, but this line has me howling with laughter: "friend C was really far infront, you couldn't even see her."

Trying to imagine alternate scenario wherein you could see her, but B still managed to convince A that C was dead.

"She's dead! Dead, I tell you! We shall ne'er see her beautiful smile again."

"But she's. . . right there."

"No, it is but her shade, leading us onward to yonder pub."

I am literally crying with laughter!!

Please come back OP!!

How long was the road?

How long had you been walking?

Did you night out start in 1927?

"Eee, can't see Edna, where is she? Is she up ahead?"
"What? Ahead?"

"EDNA! WHERE IS SHE?"
"Edna? Oh she popped her clogs after the last triple sherry and apple sours chaser, about fifteen miles back... Y'remember the pub, the barman had such a lovely smile..."

Pure Chaucer.

Amazing and usual, I think I love you both.

Oh, I think i've cried even more mascara than was shed on that fateful night.

I have an inclination to not believe people who say they've been drugged at the height their shocking/idiotic behaviour after a friend disappeared for half an hour in a club when I was at uni. Reappeared after half an hour crying she'd been drugged. Thing is...the rest of us had been watching her drinking at the bar with a bloke she took a liking to. Nothing except more booze went in that girls glass.

Time to recommend this moves to Classics.

It's what C would have wanted.

"Where's c?" "She's ahead" "SHE'S DEAD????"

Lucky you were wearing those shoes, OP, otherwise you might have been the dead one.

< howls >

I'm off again

Do I look a bit pale?