OMG memory trigger. I had an SB show up for our first intimate date blasted…which I was unfortunately slow to realize… and she immediately proceeded to open the minibar and get even more so. I ended up holding her hair back as she worshipped the porcelain goddess. She wanted to spend the night in the room rather than go back to her (learning this on the fly) LT boyfriend in that state. NFW—and NFW to intimacy either. I sat with her and helped her hydrate until she was stable enough to trudge to an Uber. She apologized saying she was super upset about cheating on her boyfriend. Totally understandable—but maybe sugaring wasn’t for her in that case?

TLDR: rule #3 is no high, passed out, and/or dead people in the hotel room in your name. I forgot the other two rules.