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So… after drinking at some random bar I go to my friends house. While in his house I see someone, a stranger, hit the guy I know, who happens to be a recently outed  gay man. This guy is nice as shit. The first thought through my head was why would someome hit him. So as soon as that happened I lunged at the puncher. I landed one and then everyone broke us up. I lunged again and landed a second, after that everyone else swooped in and I was against a wall. In the turmoil I landed at least one more and then was thrown to the ground. I was being shouted at to relax. I stayed still with my hands up as the dude I hit tried to hit me back. 

I walked to one of the three bedrooms in the house and was told to chill out.  I was pretty chill already. I just saw someone get sucker punched and I reacted. So there are 2 girls crying in the room I am sitting in… The person who started this all is still going nuts. I can hear him screaming. I was at a friends house but what I didnt realize was that the person I hit lived in the house. I sat there for 30-45 minutes while they calmed him down, wondering why it was so important tom cakm down a stranger. Then I found out he lived there and I had hit him in his own bedroom. That would bother me. So after an hour of madness I left “my room” to see the living room destroyed. 4-5 people spent the better pat of an hour calming him down. I dont even know his name. The only part I am ashamed of is that he didnt bleed.  Everything I landed was weak.