Remember the party last night?

I awoke in a strange room. It took me a few seconds to realize I was in a hotel room. Groggily I went to the bathroom. I peered through my slit eyes. My dark skin looked paler than usual. I could barely remember last night. I struggle to remember. I was at a rave last night. I was with her- no him, all of last night. Three people already had been with him before. Wet and used I put it on. I had no idea where it came from, but the important think was that it worked. I try to blow some life into him; he is limp, like a rag. Soon he comes too;
"Damn man, what happened", asked the stranger. "I think you stopped breathing. Your friends told me you had been smoking pot and drinking a lot tonight. You're lucky I'm a med student." I take off the pocket mask. His friends and I had taken turns trying to bring him back. He looks lost and dazed, even higher than before. "Well uh, thanks I guess." He walks away like nothing happened.
Staring bleakly into the mirror, I know that in my future years as a doctor, I might not ever find a patient as apathetic as him.