CALVIN’S POINT OF VIEW
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Coming to the Club with my sister seemed a good idea at the time, even though her long-life friend, Erika, has a long-life crush on me, but I never reciprocated. Not that she's ugly, not at all, but she's my sister's friend and I know that I can't give her more than a f**k, and those never end well.
So, up until now, I didn't feed her advances because she was my sister's friend. Now, I know that I could f**k the f*****g Goddess of beauty and s*x, and I would still think about Alex, so I don't even bother.
The reason for the fact that I can't f**k, I can't sleep, I can't drink, eat or breathe, is standing in front of me with a guy that I wouldn't mind shooting.
I must admit that to explain what I felt when I saw
