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Anna Orridge@anna-orridge.bsky.social |
I remember this one guy, a mature student in his 60s (oddly enough) who made friends with my boyfriend and me (early 20s). He’d often invite us and a few others over to watch films at his house. Anyway, one night my boyfriend couldn’t make it but he told me there were other friends coming.
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Anna Orridge
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But there weren’t other friends and yeah, you know exactly where this is going. It’s all so fucking tedious, isn’t it? I suppose I can count myself lucky he let me out of the house to order a taxi. The horrible thing is I genuinely believe he liked my boyfriend. But that wasn’t enough.
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