My best friend from high school got out of prison. He hit me up and I was happy to see him. We hung out at my place for a little bit before we got bored and he told me some people were throwing a party and we should go. We go.. we get to a motel (wtf?) and we go up to the 3rd floor, he knocks on the door and we go in. The first thing I notice is that this is not a party, but more of a social gathering. There is only like 5 people inside and the first one I see is this attractive girl in a t-shirt and panties. She's sitting cross-legged on the bed facing away from me. When we walk up to her (this was apparently her motel room) to say what's up, I notice she is jabbing a needle into her thigh. My friend introduces me and she seems to be remarkably excited to have me there. She is shooting heroin into her upper thigh. I'm thinking "fuck, wtf am I doing here?" already and sit down in the chair that is in the back corner, facing her and the door we came in. She finishes injecting and we start talking. A couple of minutes later some thug-wannabe guy and her start arguing. The thug guy slaps her on the face and her friend that was laying behind her on the bed the whole time (a girl) and her start trying to fight him back. The two girls and my highschool friend push him out of the room, but not after a yelling match has occured. I'm freaked out because I am now in a motel room with heroin, paraphernalia, and most likely the cops on the way due to a noise complaint from any neighbors nearby. So I sit there in silence thinking "oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck"... an hour passes and no cops show, but suddenly we need to leave because the girl who has rented the motel has a client coming over. WTF DUDE? YOU'VE BROUGHT ME TO A HEROIN ADDICTED PROSTITUTES MOTEL?! so I just fucking dip, 2 weeks later my high school friend is in prison and I don't know what the fuck for, but he got out 9 months later and I never returned his calls.