3″I am at another frat party, talking to some girls who are trying way to hard to flirt and need to wear more clothes. I spot a familiar face out of the corner of my eye and see her. My heart races as I see her. I walk over to her, walking up to stand behind her as she pours a drink. I whisper in her ear, softly Hey, sweetheart. Fancy seeing you here.
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