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Why do I feel something next to me. Oh there is an arm under me. Is it bad that I don't remember how I got home from the rodeo. Okay, now who the hell is behind me. I slowly rolled over and- Oh. It's John. Why is John here, and why is he in my bed. Hmm. I have to pee. I got out of bed and used the bathroom, then looked down at my leg scar. Working at the barn means I wear jeans all the time even though it can be like 90 degrees outside. So no one has seen the ugliness that is my right knee. Oh I better put on pants before John wakes up. I wonder if he brought me home. I'm going to brush my teeth first. "Okay. It smells like bacon in this house. Oh egg sandwiches" I said to myself once I was done. Walking to my room John was a awake. "Morning" I said "Good morning" He replied "Uhm. So,
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