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First Friday 13 that the tradition of bad luck he got on my back and I had to charge overnight. With these two exiles in the room and the other eye and I picándonos until we decided it was too late and head to a bar where my mother is concerned for reasons inconsistent. And there bored to exhaustion and yawning while the other four kisses and ate Maite and I again picándonos eyes can not speak for the volume of music, but with a taste of melon in the mouth, it lightened my stay.

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No Fuck, not now.

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We have time, he says.

I get up and refill my glass, Mallet served as the first, with a nip of alcohol. Then, I join their conversation and conventional issues that could not interest anyone, unless they got interested. We talked toclean the entire mouth with my saliva, while mine is expected to open the door, looking at my poor posture and my face drunk. The chase and kiss again. He tells me he talks to me tomorrow and I do not believe him. I return to my cleansing facial with a smile so big that even looks bad on a personality like mine. The first realize and I said with a slight smile and face of satisfaction, like the first. And no alcohol in my veins I ride for the rest of the party screaming "I'm bi", stretching his arms and smiling at those who look at me. I sit on the ground with fatigue and ask me what happens and all I can do is smile and laugh out loud stupid. Those around wondering if something had my cigar, but something youJan is my mind with the record of the last 15 minutes. And as I try I can not stop laughing.

Me in the party and I sleep in a chair by the nausea. In the second I stop and run to the bathroom. I appoint my driver, I went out and embrace the cold. We

the car and I lay on the legs of Maite and laugh about any aspect of the driver and the other does not understand. I got home, I greet my mother, I lie on my bed and I sleep with my cheeks aching.