****Hey Reddit! It’s time for another story of my past. Thanks for all the love you’ve been giving me so far, it makes me want to keep writing.***
***Warning: this story contains a FEW references to a woman who is hairy. If that’s not your thing, don’t read it. It’s really not a big part of the story but it IS there***
*As usual, this is 100% true. I may have told it in a dramatic way, but it’s exactly as it happened*
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“You need to get things off your mind for a while, and I want you to check out this new show I’ve been watching. We should hang out tonight.”
Sarah did have a point. It had been a rough week for me with my now-ex girlfriend breaking up with me on Wednesday. Now it was Saturday, and I was still feeling really down.
“Okay, come on over when you’re ready and we’ll drink beers and watch your show.”, I half-heartedly agreed. I liked Sarah, but I really wasn’t in the mood to watch some TV show she found. I guessed having some company would be better than being alone though.