It was late at night, almost midnight, she called me earlier to asked if I would like to have a drink or two. I was actually wanted to just be home and Netflix-ing my ass off, but it was her, I know that if she asked me to a night out, she has some problem to talk about, and I'm, being the best shoulder to cry on, could never reject her. I knew it then when she said "Come on, just a glass or two!" she meant, "A glass or two for you , because you gon' have to take care of me all niiiight!" and truth be told, her glass keeps on refiling as the bartender got worried too. Just a few more shots to go before she got to babbling out her stuffs. Same old, Cassey. Too high on pride to just talk like normal person. "I hate boyssssss!!!!!!!" yelled her. "Why won't I just turn gay? Loving a girl couldn't be this hurtful??" "Yes, Cas, but you said that you wanted something to get inside of you, remember? Girls don't have that .&q
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