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Rm 217, Sunday evening
Oct. 12th, 2008 07:42 pmHe knew better now. She was having an affair. Screw the amnesia.
The slut.
Whore.
His cell rang while he was in the middle of thinking. Glancing down at the number he groaned. He was not going to answer it. He was waiting for his girlfriend so he could accuse her of sleeping around. She had to be. It explained everything.
God. What if she gave him an STD.
What if... what if he knocked her up?
Dammit.
[For the cheater omg!]
The slut.
Whore.
His cell rang while he was in the middle of thinking. Glancing down at the number he groaned. He was not going to answer it. He was waiting for his girlfriend so he could accuse her of sleeping around. She had to be. It explained everything.
God. What if she gave him an STD.
What if... what if he knocked her up?
Dammit.
[For the cheater omg!]
