Grace's 23rd at her lovely house. We heard ridiculous music down the street, found the source and broke into a strangers house through the side gate where an odd group of 30ish year olds were listening to Jamaican music, dancing and complaining about how the party was supposed to end at midnight. One woman weirdly gave us some sort of strong punch, then realised we weren't supposed to be there so we ran back to Grace's with this new tropical tasting pink drink.
