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Les’ Be Honest

Christine and I had both been ditched on our double date, so we decided on a girls night in: cheese pizza, old movies, and plenty of wine. A good ol’ no boys allowed kinda vibe. We sang along to Grease and laughed until our face masks cracked, then we laughed at how ridiculous we looked. Two bottles later we sat on her balcony and smoked the blunt we prepared earlier. The night was crisp; summer had started to hit its end. We crammed into her outdoor sofa under a thick bla

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