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I Messed Up Pt 2
Benji I slowly came around. Ugh, how much did I have to drink last night? My head is pounding, and I’m on the sofa. I can’t even remember anything that happened after I left the office. I drove around trying to calm myself before coming home and sitting Claudia down to talk to her about Dom and what I had seen. I couldn’t get that vision out of my head. I knew I needed some dutch courage to tell her about his infidelity. He has pissed me off so much that I ended up at a bar not far from here where I had a few drinks and had to push off some slut who didn’t take no for an answer. I hate women who come off as desperate. That’s why when I met Claudia I needed to know what type of woman she was before I got myself involved with her. Luckily for me, she was nothing like those sluts that came
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