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seethingheathenI was reading a fic, and it made me think of something sort of funny that happened to me a year or so ago. Weird.
I was going to go out with a mate one night, so I went over to his flat. He knew I was coming, and when I'd be there, cos I was talking to him on my mobile as I was driving. When I got there and knocked on his door, no one answered. So I rang him. Nothing. I sat out on the steps for a few minutes, then knocked again. He answered that time, and I went in and sat on his futon thinger. Right in the middle of a big wet patch. He and his boyfriend had been fucking, and I sat in the aftermath of it. That's why he didn't answer the door. Bastard.
I was going to go out with a mate one night, so I went over to his flat. He knew I was coming, and when I'd be there, cos I was talking to him on my mobile as I was driving. When I got there and knocked on his door, no one answered. So I rang him. Nothing. I sat out on the steps for a few minutes, then knocked again. He answered that time, and I went in and sat on his futon thinger. Right in the middle of a big wet patch. He and his boyfriend had been fucking, and I sat in the aftermath of it. That's why he didn't answer the door. Bastard.
