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Well this is probably the fiftieth time I tried to write a story.... I am not giving up this time so cut me some slack xD
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I am so screwed.

So fucking screwed.

This is the last time that I am ever going to a party. I should have known that I was gonna get drunk and give my ass away to some random stranger.

This is the second time I slept with someone completely random.

I let some creepy ass touch my body. This just gives me cold shivers.

I got off the stinking bed while the guy whoever he was continued to sleep like a damn baby?!

Ugh.

I was looking for my clothes when I spotted my purse at a corner of the room of the.... Is this a hotel or a motel?

Wow I must have been pretty knocked out.

I strode over to grab it but the zip of the purse was already open.

I raised my eyebrow and frowned in suspicion. I quickly grabbed it and started rummaging through it.

Comb check.
Handkerchief check.
Lip gloss check.
Some other make up items check.
Home keys check.
Credit card Che- wait!

I gasped. Where is my credit card? I opened every possible zip on my purse but I couldn't find it. I couldn't even find any cash either.

Someone stole it.

Before I started having a panic attack I quickly grabbed my clothing items whichever I found and started putting them on.

Just after I put on my shirt and when I was just about to start weeping I heard a noise behind me.

"You put on a nice show." A voice said from behind me and chuckled.

Like I said what a creep.

I turned around and smiled sarcastically.

"At least I can be a turn on unlike you." He frowned and opened his mouth to say something but I was already out of the door.

I don't have time to deal with anyone right now.

Someone stole my money. It's not like I run some big business and get tons of money. No.

I was barely left with like fifty dollars.

Now that's gone.

Trust me for being extremely fucking careless.

I reached my car and unlocked it and slid in.

What do I do now?

I had no cash left whatsoever. But I knew what I had to do first.

I was gonna call the bank and get my credit card blocked so no one could take advantage of that.

Meanwhile I had to find a part time job because I had a month vacation and I didn't know how I was gonna spend this month without any money.

I need it at least for for basic expenses.

I started my car but it the engine wouldn't start.

I tried again and again.

One more time.

Nope nothing.

I sighed frustratedly. What now? I checked to see if I had sufficient gas.

Guess what?

It was empty.

"FUCK THIS!" I yelled. I felt tears beginning to form at the edges of my eyes threatening to fall.

Great.

I had no money.
I had no gas.
I have no ride now.

The gas station isn't probably anywhere near. I was a lost case.

Fan-fucking-tastic.

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Forgive me for any typos.