Not justifying this at all but i actually have been super drunk n tryed to get into the wrong apartment myself.
Night at the club, got blasted, drove home, n had company come over.
We did what we did, i got up to go to the bathroom, the coat i kept on the door opener at my back door, I'd put it in the closet earlier. My back door was right across from my bathroom door, but hitting the coat always made me turn left n hit the bathroom. No coat meant i just went right outside, ball butt naked.
Ended up on the third floor somehow, trying to open the door in the same place as mine. I only realized it wasn't my door cause i kept a floor mat outside so nikkas could wipe their feet. 2 floors up, n my feet were on ice cold linoleum. Came to myself, ran down the stairs n banged on my back window til she woke up n opened the door for me.
Looking back, i def could've been shot or arrested n taken to the Institute of Living(where crazy heads get taken).
Not defending this murderer, but i have been that blowed.