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Chapter 12

12: Girl in my bed << Miles >> When I walked out of the bathroom, I expected a million things. I expected someone snooping through my stuff, or worse, someone trying to steal my laptop or wallet. It was a girl’s voice, So I wonder if is she alone or with someone? Did she pick the lock, or did I forget to lock my own damn door? I know it can’t be room service. They wouldn’t complain about being cold or the AC. Probably just some random drunk. I fucking hope that’s the case. Not someone armed, ready to take me out or shit. Last thing I imagined was to see a girl’s clothing spread all over my room. Yea, the girl I fucked… what was her name again? Nancy… Naomi? Her dress is lying here… but there is one more dress. I clearly remember I only bought one girl here, not two. And she was wearing only one dress, not two! I take a few steps and look around, and it doesn’t take me longer to spot the girl. Laying naked on my bed. Her face is away from me and she is laying on her stomach. The sheet

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