The chat room

September 15, 2013

I’m coming round, you said.

What, now?

Yes, now, you said.

But I’m in bed.

I’m frightened, you said.

But we’ve never met, not in real life.

I need to get away from here, you said.

You’re scaring me, I shouldn’t have given you my address.

Then the doorbell rang.

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** thinkuknow

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