14. Not Knowing What Possessed You To Go To West Street Live
Of course, the real problem hits when you actually arrive at West Street Live and the reason why you were suddenly so eager to get there evaporates as quickly as it arrived. You get through the door and it becomes clear that your friends aren't there, or else they're impossible to find amongst the sea of first year students and old people hanging off that weird fence they have around the stage. Slowly the Eldritch horror of the place ensnares you, as you gaze upon the laminated signs behind the bar offering all sorts of drinks that nobody else in Sheffield nay, South Yorkshire nay, the world would ever dream of offering. And for good reason. Will the hangover tomorrow be worth it? Almost certainly not. No night out where you lose a piece of your immortal soul is.