After enjoying the night in the city for a while, I met a beautiful woman at the last bar I stopped by. Our conversation flowed well, and perhaps due to the drinks, I suddenly found myself in a good mood at the hotel.
When I woke up in the morning, scattered clothes were thrown about. I couldn't remember exactly how I had enjoyed the night, but one thing was certain: I had spent the night with a beautiful woman.
As I tried to take a glimpse of her sleeping face, I held my breath in that moment. The person was actually a man.
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