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Chapter 2 by ChickenchChowMein ChickenchChowMein

From who?

Your (ex?) girlfriend

Huh, you really thought you'd never hear from her again.

Samantha: Be at my apartment at five.

You text her back: why?

Nothing. Huh, probably just wants you to come pick up your socks and stuff. You don't waste a lot of time wondering about it. In fact, between work and all the other hassles of your day you nearly forget!

When you do show up, it's about fifteen minutes late. You knock on the door and a few seconds later...

What happens?

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