Half the guys on our team are here in the weight room, and majority of them are hangover as f**k. The boys got a little get together for finally reuniting after the break. I, surprisingly isn’t one of them. To be honest, they were even so surprise when I refuse to lift any single bottle of beer at the bar last night considering the fact that I have been burying myself with alcohol for so long.
My system wants to drink but my brain doesn’t want me to. My head is way too occupied thinking about the random girl who approached me few days ago that I got her pregnant.
Fucking hell! I knocked up the girl I hooked up with in the restroom, and the funniest thing? I don’t even know her. The whole hooking up that we did was a huge blur, because if it wasn’t, I wouldn’t have assumed that it was Tri
