Scarred for life
I walked in on my roomie having sex last night. The room smelled like SUCH a**...and she looked so ashamed...the best I could do was scurry in, pick up the Ipod USB cable and scurry out murmuring apologies. crying She had been saying she wasn't with him like that for the longest, and then I saw them together, so I guess that's her reason for being bashful. I don't even know anyone that she knows. She didn't bother to say anything about it this morning. Eh, we'll both get over it. Eventually.
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