You're at home, getting a drink in the kitchen. Once you're done, you pass Dillon's laptop as you go back upstairs... but then pause, double back, and open the laptop; your curiosity getting the best of you. You check Dillon's blog... and your heart stops for a moment. There's a photo of you in the shower. A photo of you crying during a sad movie. And even a photo of you asleep, looking particularly ugly. Dillon walks in... then freezes as he sees what you're looking at. "Uh, I can explain."
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