Victory of chance
- Lectures 195
- Votes 3
- Chapitres 1
The Pitt Fest has turned too much around in the hearts of Pitt's employees. Head was increasingly filled with idiotic thoughts that made it impossible to concentrate on work or at least some task.
And sometimes the best cure for stupid thoughts is something else stupid. And when you're a man over forty, it's a dating site. But it looks too strange to drag only yourself into such an adventure, and then you have to remember that there are similar personalities in the night shift.
About how a stupid double date turned into something big. However, not at all as planned.
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