As you know, life imitates art, so when Reddit userY0u-Kn0W-MEinvited everyone on the platform to describe the wildest nights that started with a simple “You up?” text, people immediately began sharing stories that Hollywood could easily turn into a script! Below, you’ll find the most memorable ones we hand-picked from hundreds of submissions.
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It was a buddy of mine at about 1am hitting me up about his neighbors dog. He had seen the dude beating on the dog previously but this particular night he had left him outside in about 10 degree weather without any shelter. I packed my s**t up, bolt cutter and a mask and we went and liberated that dog. He was possibly the greatest dog I’ve ever had the experience of living with, I miss that dude everyday. Dogs like him show appreciation and love like no other. The TLDR I stole a dog and he became my new best friend.
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Got the text from a buddy that he needed help at his house and it was urgent. Thought maybe they had a flood from a burst pipe or something like that. Nope.Turns out his wife fell off the sobriety wagon hard. They had a huge fight. Cops and EMS was called. She was transported to a hospital for a mental health evaluation. House is a wreck. Not like from the argument but you can tell it has been falling apart for weeks. Helped wake their two kids to get them ready to go stay at a family member’s house several hours away. All while I’m making sure he’s not about to have an emotional breakdown as well.Another friend came over to watch the kids until the family got there. During this time the hospital deemed the wife very unstable but they didn’t have the proper unit for her so she got transported to a facility, heavily sedated due to her being hostile and having suicidal ideation, a couple hours away. Drove my buddy there so he could take her personal items. We thought we would be there awhile but basically the facility said there was nothing we could do there and it would be best if he went home.Drove back to his house. I figured it wasn’t a good idea to leave him alone in that state. He finally broke down. Told me everything that had been happening the past couple months. We started to clean up the house then passed out after the long night. I ended up taking the rest of the week off to help him out and make sure he was good mentally.They’re long divorced now, he along with the kids are in a good place. Her not so much but it is what it is there. Check on your friends often.Edit: Thanks for the love everyone. It’s heartbreaking seeing people say they don’t have a support system though. Best we can do is be that someone for anyone if needed.
Not a text, but a phone call.About 10 years ago, maybe more I was sleeping and around 2am I got a phone call from “AHS - ACH” which is “Alberta Health Services, Alberta Children’s Hospital”. My wife is a nurse and she works at the ACH so I groggily answered. On the other end was an upset sounding woman and she just said “can you come get me, my phone and car are dead in the parking lot”. Sure babe, no problem.I get in my truck and make my way over to the hospital booster cables and charging cord in hand. I’m gonna be a goddamn hero, I might even get a little special something something out of this I’m thinking to myself. I realize on the way that I forgot MY phone at home. But also, didn’t really care because the only person that would ever call me at 2am is waiting for me to save her in the parking lot of doom.I pull in to the parking lot and look around. I don’t see my wife’s car so I try the parkade. Nope. The other lot? Nope. So I park in the emergency lot and am about to go in to see if I can track her down through the hospital admin when I see a girl standing beside a car with the hood up. I ask her if she needs help and she says “no, my phone is dead but my boyfriend is on the way to get me”. Cool beans. I go inside and go up to my wife’s unit and ask if she’s there. The unit clerk looks at me like I’m a complete nutjob and says “uh, she is an educator now, she only works days”. Right, yes. I do remember that. So I ask to use their phone and I call my wife. She picks up the phone STEAMING mad at me wondering why the f**k I left in the middle of the night, didn’t take my phone and didn’t tell her where I was going. I’m like “um, someone from the children’s hospital called me and said they needed a boost” at this moment I’m very confused. I tell her I’ll be back shortly and we can talk it over.I go back out to my truck and see that same girl standing there. I get a strange feeling so I ask her if she happened to call from the hospital at around 2am. She says yes and starts looking at me funny. I ask her what number she called and she says a number that is almost EXACTLY the same as my number. My number starts with xyx… and the number she says she called was yxy….It dawns on me. She transposed the numbers and accidentally called me. I laugh, give her a boost and we part ways. I get home explain what happened to my wife who is VERY suspicious about the whole thing - understandably.I had happened to get the call when she had been in the washroom feeling a tad sick.Anyway, a few weeks later one of the other nurses was telling my wife a funny story about how one of her friends accidentally called someone else’s husband to boost her car one night and that idiot actually showed up.I was that idiot. My wife felt so bad for being suspicious of me that I did - in fact - get a little special something-something.
Going to an all-night supermarket in order to purchase cake mix, icing, sprinkles, and the fixings for some full fat, very unhealthy hot chocolate because one of our mutual friends got dumped.
If I didn’t answer their text. They wouldn’t be here.
Friend of mine new I had not gotten out of bed in days. Sent me the text “you up? I’ll be there in 20 minutes to pick you up"Got in her car and we took a 6 hour drive to hang out at an event 3 states over.It helped a lot to get me out of that funk.
Meeting my wife. I had fallen asleep and got a text from a girl that I had been casually seeing. She and some friends were drunk at a party and needed a ride. I reluctantly got up out of bed, got dressed and went to pick them up. When they piled into the backseat, I looked back to see who had gotten in the car and my future wife and I locked eyes. That was 14 years ago.
I was staying away from family and friends in a different city and was relatively new to the city. A day before my 26th Birthday, I told my friends to not call me at midnight as I wouldn’t be able to answer and I wanted to sleep because I had a long week at work. Secretly I was also missing all my people and hoping they don’t listen to my advice. My friends decided to WhatsApp me 5 minutes before midnight “Are you up?” and I said yes but also told them that I’ll be going to sleep soon. I suddenly hear my doorbell ring at that time and 2 of my closest buds were there at my doorstep, they had flown from a different city to wish me.For the first time in 15 years of knowing them, I broke down and hugged them.We went to a neighborhood bar and what a wild night it was with one of the tables where a group of ladies were celebrating their friends Bachelorette.Nothing tops that experience. Beautiful Core Memory.
When I was 14, I was about to fall asleep and a classmate I was acquaintances with texted me and asked if I was awake. I told him I was and asked what was up. He proceeded to invite me to come to his house and play board games with him and his parents. From that night on, he became my best friend and about a decade later we are still best friends. I moved abroad after we graduated high school but I still visit him whenever I visit our hometown and he also came to visit me in my new country of residence. We even both met our current partners through each other. I can’t begin to imagine how differently my life would have played out if I never responded to his text that night.
A drunken “free the llama” rescue mission on Nantucket. We were so drunk we never found the llama.
This was back in high school. Friend of mine came from a pretty broken home. Both parents had remarried. He called me one night absolutely hysterical. I couldn’t figure out what was going on but knew he needed someone he trusted to come be with him. Turns out he got super drunk and had put his dad’s gun in his mouth and was ready to pull the trigger right before calling me. It was all over a messy situation where he had fallen in love with his step sister but knew he couldn’t be with her. He had never told anyone before this night. He didn’t want me to call anyone else for help so I sat up with him all night while he cried and poured his heart out. I distinctly remember being so tired but forcing myself to keep my eyes open because I felt like if I fell asleep he would go through with klling himself. Luckily the situation never got that far again. He eventually got the help he needed and even though he went through some really rough stretches with d**s and alcohol, he’s still alive today. We haven’t spoken in years just due to growing up and drifting apart but I know he’s now married with kids and seems to be living a stable life.
“I feel like I’m going to (unalive myself) can you stop me?” He was going to down a whole bottle of tylenol with loads of alcohol. He was about 60min away. 3am. Home alone. Luckily I’m a night owl due to my night shifts. He’s in a good place now in his life.
Got a call from a friend asking if I wanted to hang out with him and a mutual friend. We went to a jazz bar in Downtown Houston. While we were there, mutual friend got a call from a girl who was tending bar at another place and said it was slow and we should come hang out.We ended up going to the barrio to a little shack that when the side opened like a garage door it became a Tejano bar. When we walked in I could hear someone say “what are these white boys doing here?“We walked up to the bar to meet mutual friend’s friend and she took him out on to the dance floor. Her mom was there hanging out and took my other friend out on to the dance floor leaving me alone at the bar. While I was standing there a guy who looked like he could be cast as “Mexican gangster” in a movie walkes up and stood inches from me and looked me up and down like he wanted to start something. Thinking quickly I stuck out my hand and said “what’s up buddy?” Dude shook my hand, gave me a hug and was my best friend for the rest of the night.
Got the text at 2am, drove over to help safely capture and relocate a massive wolf spider, got cuddles.
Smuggling close to a metric ton of biscuits across the border of a neighboring country at 2AM.
My buddy called me at 3 am if I was awake.I asked why. The answer:Ngl I’m drunk, but I kinda wanna play War Thunder rn (military shooter, we play aviation. The important thing is that you need good aim).I thought about it for like five minutes and said f**k it, why not. I wanted to see how he plays when drunk because he plays not so great when sober.He had impeccable aim and lead. Somehow he even managed to learn how to dogfight in a plane and then forget it the next day.It was funny.
My old downstairs neighbor who I used to hang out with a lot texted me past midnight asking if I was still awake. He and I would always get together to smoke and listen to music or watch tv. We had a fling at one point that went nowhere, so I wasn’t sure what he wanted so late. It turns out he had gotten into an accident while on his street scooter. He was badly hurt and needed help. He tried to avoid running over a cat that had run out in front of him while driving around and broke hard, sending himself flying. I found him on the side of the road and took him to the hospital. He had broken both his wrists and ended up needing surgery.We ended up drifting apart and I moved away. We didn’t keep in touch but hoping the dude is doing well.
Marriage , and this wasn’t even a text it was an AIM message . I messaged this girl thinking it would be a hook up and we got married 8 months later .
Drunk uno truth or dare in the middle of the nowhere desert, a naked car ride home, and a very uncomfortable cop.
One ‘You up?’ text led to a midnight pizza hunt, getting lost, finding a speakeasy, and meeting a guy named Larry who claims he met Beyoncé’s cousin. Best bad decision ever!
Phone call from my cousin saying his dog had eaten a snake.
A 3 a.m. IKEA trip because he “needed a new lamp.” Spoiler: We didn’t leave with a lamp, but we did get banned for “inappropriate use of display furniture.”.
Best friend text me around 9pm but I was feeling antisocial like always and didn’t respond. He was having a bad day and just wanted to hang with his buddy. An hour later he wrapped his truck around a tree and died because he was angrily speeding. Maybe if I responded I would have been with him and told him to slow down. I’ll regret it for the rest of my life.
3 am ding “you up?” “Yea Wsp” “I’m at the border I’m now In Canada” **YOUR WHERE?**That was my gf. We are still together.
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A spontaneous midnight road trip to the beach! No planning, no bags—just grabbing snacks, blasting music, and watching the sunrise together. Completely reckless but unforgettable.
A really, really sad attempt at a booty-call where I thankfully got a case of whiskey-d**k and couldn’t get it up.And I say “thankfully” because I found out the reason she initiated said booty-call was that she was trying to get me to get her pregnant (without me realizing) so she could “trap me.” I don’t remember too much about the encounter, but I do remember her trying to convince me to go in raw…
Starting a 6-hour long conversation that ended with a deep dive into our childhood traumas.
It led me and my best friend to go grab some spicy nuggets at 2am while singing in the car and laughing about past memories we share… it was fun.
I had two friends message me around 11 at night, asking if I was up and wanted to play video games. I couldn’t sleep so I figured why not. I showed up their house with my video game controller and they were like “oh that’s cute you thought video games meant video games…”Apparently video games meant three some.
In my early 20s, I had a close lady friend. She was the sister of a friend. The friend and I grew apart, but I started chatting with his sister and later, texting (this was before phones had full keyboards). We had sex twice before we figured out we weren’t really compatible romantically but remained close friends.Years later, one night, she texts me about how she agreed to do a**l with her boyfriend the next time he came over. She had never done it before and started freaking out that she wouldn’t be able to go through with it, or would embarrass herself, in general.I’m half asleep and kinda unfiltered at the time, so I said, jokingly at the time, that if she wanted to practice, she could come over anytime she wanted.I didn’t get a response. It was late, I expected she fell asleep or whatever. So I go back to be. 20 minutes later, she’s knocking on my door with lube she picked up on the way over.
A friend texted me, then called me in the middle of the night panicking because he believed there was a zombie apocalypse happening. This was probably like 15 years ago or so. He saw a fake news article about real life zombies. And he was so freaked out and thought it was real LOL 😂.
A girl hit me up on the apps. We chatted a few times but this is the first time we hooked up.Four months later we basically live together and just had our eighth threesome last night. Oh and she adopted a cat that lives with me. .
Ended up participating in a cave rescue during a caving get together (Old Timers Union). Most everyone was asleep or drunk. Spent the next six hours hauling a bunch of climbers out of a deep pit they didn’t bring the gear to get out of. Fun times.
Drunk buddies from college pounding at my door around midnight. We drive to Tijuana, watch underground fights, have copious amounts of ds and end up at a ping pong ball show out in the middle of who the fk knows where. We managed to stay awake until about 10am after having some bomb as seafood in Puerto Nuevo. Ended up booking a complete st pot hotel deep in the as of Ensenada. Slept it off for about 10 hours and did it all over again. The following morning, we took a fishing trip out of Ensenada and proceeded to puke two and a half days of pure debauchery off the side of the boat. The captain just laughed at us and kept giving us beers. It took three whole days to fully recover from that trip.
This predates texting.So when I was a teenager, my dad busted me with a few hits of acid. Before he took them, I swapped out a few of them with just paper, but he got one or two real ones. Fast fwd a few months. I was looking in my dad’s nightstand to scavenge some change for cigs, and just laying there in the pennies was what really looked like a hit of acid. I popped it in my mouth and sure enough it was real, so I stayed up all night and just had fun tripping solo. I was still up at like 7am, and called my friend, who also happened to still be up (“You up?"). He said let’s go over to this girl’s house, so I said sure. Ended up marrying her and having a kid together, although we divorced after a few years.
The conception of my child with my ex at the time. She’s still my ex, and my child is awesome.
An alcohol, Mlly, and cine fuelled night with my Londoner friend, me losing my friend at 2am somewhere in Liverpool city centre, befriending some Arab lads, getting into a messy brawl in the street with some chavs who were hurling racist abuse at the Arab lads, legging it from the bizzies (that’s cops for all the non-scousers), getting a McDonald’s breakfast that I only managed to eat about 4 bites of, falling asleep in the multistorey McDonald’s toilet for an hour, staggering 3 miles home twisted out my mind, napping for 2 and a half hours, waking up to a text from a dealer I’d apparently met the night before asking me if I still wanted the last 2 pills and 2 grams of mlly he had before he got the train back home (I had no memory of meeting the guy), getting a cab (still twisted out of my mind) to Lime Street station, picking up from him, then going skating at Seel Street.My Londoner mate got back to me 3 weeks later. He’d lost his phone, his wallet, his iPod, and was found at 4am “walking home”. He’d been walking in circles around a sign post near the Royal hospital for about half an hour before one of the staff came out and asked if he was alright. He just played it off as “yeah, I’m just walking home mate” then darted up the path towards his flat.It’s a fun story and I always enjoy retelling it, but I’m glad I don’t do any stupid s*t like that anymore, we could have gotten seriously hurt or worse.
A tour of a cult compound in California.A five-hr drive and a post-dawn arrival in LA for a sandwich.
I was about 22 and mate messaged me that he was in a club not far from where I lived. I didn’t want to go and eventually was convinced with “girls outnumber guys 2 to 1. Drove there. Got a bit wasted and decided to drive home. As I left I decided I wanted McDonald’s, so pulled the handbrake at an intersection and did a 180 (in my head, it was perfect). I pulled into McDonald’s drive through, placed my order. And that’s when a cop car blocked my way. They cancelled my order. Asked to search my car, I let them. Said they don’t even need to breathalise me as they can tell I’m drunk - I told them they just have to ask and I’ll tel them I’m drunk. They told me I’m under arrest and needed to go to the station. I didn’t resist and just kept joking with them and being funny. These cops ended up driving me home, giving me their numbers and told me to never drive like that again, and to call if I need help.They left with my drivers license and I needed to chase them down to get it back 😂😂😂. It was a fun night.
4 some with 3 of my exes. Yes, they all know each other. Not particularly proud of that one.
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