As I'm driving down the road, I see an old friend. It was Katrina, but definitely prettier. I asked her if she needed a ride, and she agreed. Then, I asked her to comeback to mine, and she agreed. We talked for hours at mine, ranting, and just catching up. She slept over, not in the bad way, but just like friends, even though I wished it was something more.
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