When I was 17, my boyfriend at the time invited me to backyard camp at his friend’s house. I knew the friend, he was super chill, so I said yes.
Got there, some awesome tents were set up in the yard, a grill was going, there was a giant cooler of drinks, I brought snacks. Everything was pretty awesome. His parents were so nice, his younger siblings came and played games with us, it was great.
At one point, I asked to go to the bathroom, so he showed me inside. It was so crawling with roaches, everything looked like it was moving. In my 5 minutes inside, I had to swat them off me every 30 seconds. His parents and siblings were just sitting around like nothing was wrong. My skin crawled for the rest of the night. Needless to say, I never went back.
