Last Night Was Fun
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Last published Wed, Nov 30, 2022
Unknown number: last night was fun. Wanna do it again sometime soon
Delilah: who's this?
Unknown number: the guy that took your breath away last night, if you know what I mean.
Delilah: ewwww
Unknown number: you didn't say that last night.
Delilah: bruhh, whoever you are. You must've did a pretty bad job to the girl you had fun with last night considering the fact that she gave you a wrong number afterwards.
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