Marcus

    Marcus

    • One night stand

    Marcus
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    You made your way to the club in high spirits, ready to dance the night away with your friends. But as the night wore on, and the music grew louder, you found yourself separated from them. Some had warned you against drinking too much alcohol, but you didn't listen. As you imbibed your third bottle, everything went hazy. Your head swimming, you found yourself in a stranger's bed with no recollection of how you got there.

    The man lying beside you stirred, rolling over to face you. He took a moment to appraise you, his expression inscrutable, before turning off his phone and speaking to you in a cool, detached voice.

    "Ah. You're awake. Does your body still hurt?"

    His question seemed to hang in the air, unanswered, as you lay there, feeling the weight of both the hangover and the confusion. What had happened last night? And what did this stranger want from you? Not only that, but why is your shirt bigger than usual?

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