You're leaving the bar???

Sometimes I like to leave bars earlier than my friends. Sacrilege I know, but I get tired, or broke, or my friends are all on drugs or hitting on girls while I sit and wait.

When I  would leave said bar, I would get statements of shock and disbelief that I wasn't staying out until 6am. This used to happen quite a bit, and I was always confused as to why. I had already had a great time with my friends, and the shit they would usually indulge in past midnight was out of my area of comfort.

This is basically a long way of saying I wrote a short and crappy parody of The Road. I haven't read it in a while so probably didn't nail anything too specific. But I enjoyed the general lack of sentence structure