We walked up the stairs to the Fridge suddenly hushed, as to not seem too pissed. With each step my heart grew louder, and my legs got wobblier. We formed a line, the girls at the front, to be inspected by the doorman. He was a short old bloke, in a 80′s sport jacket my Granddad would wear and haircut that is best described as ill advised. He let the [...]