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To: S.

July 19, 11:29 pm.

So I went to this club that Nathan, my buddy dragged me to. Everything was going fine. We ordered a couple of shots and some hours later, we were wasted. I was walking to the bathroom when I saw a familiar face. Her head was buried in a man's neck and he was groping her butt wildly. I walked closer and furrowed my eyebrows a bit because my vision was kind of blurry. The man seemed to feel uncomfortable, because he whispered something in her year and she turned to face me.

Her green eyes looked somehow the same. When she looked at me, it seemed like she had just seen a ghost.

Laurel. It had been more than three years since I last saw her. She said it had been a long time. I mentally thanked my 18-year-old self for have broken up with her.

I can't blame her for anything. I was the one who was stupid enough to choose her.

She said she had to go and asked for my number. I told her I didn't have a phone and she just smirked at me and told me it was good seeing me. I couldn't say it back.

So she left. And I smiled, happy for not being the same stupid boy I was some years ago.

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