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In the vast yawning void.
Alright dudes, there's a weird situation afoot that I'm not sure how to deal with. Maybe you can shed some light on it for me.
The other night while my friends and I were drunk, my neighbor, in an act of desperation, stumbled downstairs drunker than I've ever seen another human being and asked to hang out. I invited him in to be nice, and he invited us upstairs for a game of chess. We said yes to the experience because why the fuck not, so we wandered upstairs where he fumbled to force his key into the lock. He got frustrated at some point, and tried to kick his door down, knocking himself over in the process. We finally got inside and pulled out his chess table, and we chilled out on his couch. Whatevs, not a big deal. But he kept saying some really off-putting shit while we were up there about how he was happy to have cool people inside his apartment. After one game, he fell over and remained on the floor for a bit. We asked if he was alright to be polite and he said he was fine, so we decided to head downstairs because it was getting late. Here's where things got weird; as we were leaving, he asked if it was because he did something wrong. It physically hurt to hear him ask.
A couple of nights later (tonight), I'm sitting in my living room and hear a crash in the hall. This nigga is stumblin' ass drunk again and fell down the stairs where he passed out. He's like 240, I can't possibly lift him to help him into his apartment. He's awake now, caterwauling in the hallway.
I'm concerned as a human. He's clearly going off the deep end here, I feel like he's completely alone and has reached out to me, but I have no idea how to react to this. It's not as if I can just watch this guy drink himself to death, but I don't want to get heavily involved either.
What do?
The other night while my friends and I were drunk, my neighbor, in an act of desperation, stumbled downstairs drunker than I've ever seen another human being and asked to hang out. I invited him in to be nice, and he invited us upstairs for a game of chess. We said yes to the experience because why the fuck not, so we wandered upstairs where he fumbled to force his key into the lock. He got frustrated at some point, and tried to kick his door down, knocking himself over in the process. We finally got inside and pulled out his chess table, and we chilled out on his couch. Whatevs, not a big deal. But he kept saying some really off-putting shit while we were up there about how he was happy to have cool people inside his apartment. After one game, he fell over and remained on the floor for a bit. We asked if he was alright to be polite and he said he was fine, so we decided to head downstairs because it was getting late. Here's where things got weird; as we were leaving, he asked if it was because he did something wrong. It physically hurt to hear him ask.
A couple of nights later (tonight), I'm sitting in my living room and hear a crash in the hall. This nigga is stumblin' ass drunk again and fell down the stairs where he passed out. He's like 240, I can't possibly lift him to help him into his apartment. He's awake now, caterwauling in the hallway.
I'm concerned as a human. He's clearly going off the deep end here, I feel like he's completely alone and has reached out to me, but I have no idea how to react to this. It's not as if I can just watch this guy drink himself to death, but I don't want to get heavily involved either.
What do?