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Marius: I was just being nice

u in or nah

      you could say that undressing a stranger in front of a camera with completely permission was the irish mans dream. there wasn't really anything else that could compare. but now he's just sitting there shaking his leg on the bed, biting his lip and fiddling his thumbs before he heard footsteps, instantly looking up with his stupid smile with evident dimples. ' --- almost thought i was gonna get stood up, ' he joked as awkwardly as he felt, then.

As soon as she asked him to come over, Chris got up from his bed and changed into a pair of jeans and a plain black t-shirt. Now that was the message he was expecting from the moment they started texting. He grabbed his phone before heading out of the door and going to his car. Chris drove past the speed limit as he made his way to her place -- he didn't give a fuck, he just wanted to see her. It's been a couple of weeks since their break-up; he would be lying if he said that he didn't try hooking up with one or two girls ever since but he couldn't get past making out - because he just couldn't fucking get Lola out of his head. It didn't take long for him to get to her house since he drove quite fast; he parked his car in front of her house and got out. Walking up the steps to the front door, he knocked a couple of times on the door - that reminded him of the fact that he used to have the keys to her place. He sighed heavily and not-so-patiently waited for her to answer it.

      "Okay, but how was your holidays? Did you drink        a lot of eggnog and sloppily open presents?"