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Has it started raining?
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I guess it has...
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Welp...
I've made it back...
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Standing outside drenched from head to toe, I shiver unconsciously...
What do I tell her?
That I got lost?
Beat up by some gangsters?
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No...
She wouldn't believe me...
Actually what would she even think of me?
Heading back at 4:00 AM...
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Pfft...
Why am I even worrying about what she'll think?
I can't be bothered to tell her everything...
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Just...
Will she kick me out for this?
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Did I break any rules in the first place?
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Silence ensues...
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I didn't...
Which automatically makes it impossible for her to kick me out!
Now to lie about this whole encounter...
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Let's go with the...
Gangster story?