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My Walk of Shame
I slept over my boyfriend's(currently my ex) apt; I woke up early and decied to go back over to my apt. I didn't feel like looking his room for clean clothes to put on, so I figured- what the hey, its 9:30 on a Sunday morning, the only other people I will see are other people doing the walk of shame. I put back on my tight black pants, some crazy sequenced halter type deal, high heels, and walk out. I'm almost back at my apt when I stop dead in my tracks. Apparently the school was having an Open House. Now there is a group of about 25 potential freshies, and I'm walking around in last night's clothes and my hair and makeup a complete mess.
I don't think any of their parents let their kids go to the school the next fall.
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Just keep swimming
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