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Why don't we keep getting drunker and see what happens

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Chapter 7 in International Relations

"Or, how about we keep getting drunker, and just see what happens?" You suggest. Tiffany gives a smirk. "Sure, if you're buying." A few drinks later, you both move up to leave the bar. "You know, John. I am drunk." Tiffany says, matter of factly. "Obviously. So am i." Seemingly...

Breakfast with your one night stand and your roommate

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Chapter 9 in International Relations

Claire is sitting in the kitchen, and seems momentarily stunned by the busty blond entering the room only wearing underwear. Tiffany seems entirely unbothered by the situation, giggling slighty as Claire blushes. You try to bring some order to the moment. "Hi, Claire. Good morni...

Waking up with Tiffany

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Chapter 8 in International Relations

You wake up to a warm naked body next to you, some hair in your face, and a general smell of body fluids in the air. And a massive headache. Slowly, last night's events come back to you. You had gotten a bit too drunk, and had taken Tiffany, the american girl you spent all of la...

Go out and exercise

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Chapter 9 in International Relations

"Sorry Claire. I really want to go out for a run this morning, and running with a full stormach is not necessarily all that comfortable." She seems somewhat disapointed. "Yeah, i understand. See you later at the Lesecafè." After putting on your running shoes and exercise clothes...

Chat with Claire

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Chapter 9 in International Relations

Eggs sound lovely, you decide. She slides a plate across the counter without looking up. "I made extra. You're welcome." "You always make extra." "I contain multitudes, apparently, and one of them is chronically overestimating how hungry one person can be." You doubt that. Som...

Waking up

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Chapter 8 in International Relations

You wake up, take a quick shower and get dressed. Yesterday was certainly interesting. You'd half-decided, somewhere between the shower and toweling off, that you should actually go for a run today (a real one, not just the vague intention you've been carrying around for weeks w...

Day 1

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Chapter 7 in International Relations

So, that is day 1 done. I am obviously going to keep writing, but expect the chapters covering the next day to all be released at the same time. Thank you for reading so far. My intention for this is to be a slow burn, so i am afraid that the Sex scene with Tiffany may feel a bit...

Back to start

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Chapter 3 in International Relations

Day 1

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Chapter 8 in International Relations

Day 1

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Chapter 8 in International Relations

Day 1

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Chapter 8 in International Relations

Aproach the blonde

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Chapter 5 in International Relations

Aproach the Redhead

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Chapter 5 in International Relations

Aproach the Redhead

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Chapter 5 in International Relations

Drinks with Tiffany

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Chapter 6 in International Relations

Can i touch your boobs?

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Chapter 7 in International Relations

Aproach Tiffany

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Chapter 5 in International Relations

You chose to aproach Tiffany. She seems to be in her element, a handful of other exchange students hanging on whatever story she's mid-way through with the kind of exaggerated hand gestures that suggest it's either very funny or very long, possibly both. One of the guys in the g...

To the campus, with Tiffany

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Chapter 4 in International Relations

The 13A rolls up more or less on schedule, and the driver behind the wheel is, to be frank, the grumpiest man you have ever met. He barely glances at your ticket before waving you through with the enthusiasm of a man doing you a personal favor he resents. "Oh my god," Tiffany w...

Clear up the confusion

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Chapter 3 in International Relations

"Kamillentee." You say, getting up. " Sie meint Kamillentee, und ein Zimtbrotchen." You point at the tray in the case for good measure. The barista's face floods with relief so immediate it's almost funny. "Ah, eine Zimtschnecke" he says, already reaching for the teapot, mutteri...

Drinks with Tiffany

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Chapter 6 in International Relations

A bar turns out to be easy enough to find, tucked down a side street near the Naschmarkt, warm light spilling out onto the cobblestones, low enough inside that the two of you can hear each other without trying. No crowd to fold into, no group to navigate around; just a corner tab...