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Never any arrests, but one (late) night, the police found me and this girl inside my car. I remeber they shining a very bright light on the window, before telling us, very harshly, to leave. It took more than it should because we had to put our clothes on, but we did. We got out. Three or five policemen were waiting us. One searched me, asked for documents. I remember him asking what we were doing there, but I don't remeber what I answered. Something clumsy probably. He was (rightly) astonished to find us there. "You're both crazy. Don't you know some guy could snatch you up just like that? Go home." And we did. So not an arrest, but a pretty vulnerable moment.
Ah, that does remind me...
I visited my brother at college with a girl, and got pulled over on the way back, because my speedometer was broken and I was going too slow. I wasn't drunk, but I was underage, and am sure I would blow something on the breathalyzer. We also had some nasty cinnamon liquor in the car. Anyway, the cop ran our licenses, and the girl, who was 17 came up as a runaway. She had previously, and her parents hadn't changed the status after she returned. Luckily, we got her aunt on the phone and they sent us on our way. But, I remember the feeling of being freaked about the alcohol, and then what? You're a runaway!?