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Aww, hi beejay. I like friends.
Last night? We just got a bit silly, it was nothing really. Out with girls, they convince me it's not going to work out with the bf, so I tell him, and we split up.
As usual for a Friday, girls get ******, and come back to my flat to crash over. So we all crash in my bed (innocently, but don't have spare bed), and they "find" my buzzy thing in my bedside drawer (as if they didn't already know it was there). And, as they say, "one thing led to another" and we sort of, you know, did things.
It's going to be a bit embarrassing when they finally wake up. I hope neither of them are secret ABers! But I wish my head would stop pounding. I may have to go for a run.