Ben's finally getting married! He's been a "shag them and leave them" kind of guy since freshman year in college. I can't believe it even though I just got home, jeans covered in glitter from the stripper at his bachelor's party. Damn, it's really happening.
Feeling a little bit tipsy but way too edgy to sleep, I play around with the dapp I'm currently building. Solidity - what a novel concept. 2 hours in and I can barely keep my eyes open. Alright..time to call it a night.
I wake up with a pounding headache, grab some tylenol & orange juice, time to check my coins. I log in to my wallet and almost spill juice all over my keyboard. "Holy shit!! What the hell?!" 500000 BTC and 100+ NFTs including 15 bored ape guys? Is this some kind of a joke?
I blink rapidly. Log out and log back in. Yep, still there. Someone's gotta be messing with me. I check the address. The numbers are unfamiliar. Wait!...this isn't my wallet.
But..how's this even possible? Thoughts swirling..how did I get access?
Holy shit! Did my drunken binge suddenly turn me into the 1st Bitcoin hacker? Should I report this? Transfer everything to my wallet? I mean anyone who has this kind of money must be into some really bad shit right?
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