I was at a bar for my friend's going away party. I went around the corner with my friend to have a smoke and found a young woman passed out with her dress hiked up revealing her undergarments. She was in a very vulnerable state and my friend and I were obviously concerned. She was barely conscious and less coherent. She half assed told us where she lives with some clues and what not in there. We got her into my homegirls car and drove around until I decided that we'd found the right place. The apartment was on a crazy hill and only accessible by a very long and steep set of stairs. I had to throw her over my shoulder and carry her up the staircase. When I arrived in front of the apartment that I thought was hers, I opened the unlocked door and walked in. There was a shocked young woman sitting on the couch. I asked, "is this one yours?" She responded, "that's my roommate." I set the drunk broad on the coach and walked home but not before saying "have a good night."