Made you drink isn't the right wording for the situation.

[He finishes cleaning himself, feeling a little better now that he's moved on from the prior depressing conversation to this one.]

It's more like, we went to the bar, had an equal amount to drink before leaving, and I bought a bottle to bring with us. We shared that, and by share I mean I got a few swigs out of it and when it was your turn with the bottle you emptied it and laughed at me when I reached back out for more. You subsequently ran off knowing you did something wrong, laughing your little head off all the while.

[Which was not fair at all.]

Then I had to chase you down. Seems you'd forgotten that I'm much taller than you.

[Because she wasn't hard to catch.]