What do you bring?
Nothing, there is an old condom in your wallet
You remember you keep an emergency condom in your wallet, but you don't remember how long it has been there.
As you head out the door, this fact slips your mind, as thoughts of girls' bodies danced in your head. Last weekend was a let down, and you are determined to find someone to hook up with.
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