As I walked towards the kitchen, searching for a drink, I take a quick look over my shoulder. For once I’m sad to see that no ones behind me. I make it in the kitchen, stumbling over a get of legs sticking out from under the table, and grab myself a drink. I turn and run right into the man who was behind me on the steps. “I’m sure you won’t be telling me to stand and deliver again. In fact” glancing down “I should be telling you.” I turn and walk away. Thinking that this is going to be one fun night.

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