I keep wanting to tell my mates I just got laid. Not just laid but exceptionally laid unexpectedly.
Right now it’s a one night stand, but it’s only the next day. It’s a one night stand that shouldn’t be–better not be.
My mates sip their pints and so do I. They don’t know yet that I have changed and I am not sure how to tell them.
The above is badly inspired by "The Holiday".
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