I find it hilarious that the first genuine conversation I ever had with my roommate after living with her for several months was about drugs. We discussed our drugs histories (mine none recreationally; hers, being an extrovert, having smoked weed several times and consumed alcohol), hilarious ways to get high off of "natural foods," to which she offered me her banana peel to smoke (lol), and finally we talked about pharmaceuticals. I finally told her how I was also going to try to snag some other OTCs in addition to the sleeping pills (which I actually have a practical use for -- insomnia, and I need it desperately). She thought I was joking at first, but then she became a bit concerned and said she wouldn't let me overdose. XD But I'm still going to do it. She's still driving me to get sleeping pills, so I'll just grab something then. We also compared our medicines and tried to see what ingredients were in them. She was literally rolling on the floor when she found her liquid nyquil and discovered you could potentially get high off of it (if you have enough strength to stay awake to feel the high). She jokingly offered me some. That was actually kind of funny. I enjoyed that interaction, strange as it was, and it felt good to reveal a something so ridiculous, something I would normally keep a secret and feel guilty about.