A friend of mine, let's call him "Erik", has spent the last couple of weeks trying to break up/finsih it with this girl. He even went to Mexico - and actually managed to stay clear of any contacts and (from his mouth) thoughts of the lady whatsoever. Last night he returned, a reborn version of himself and we all went out for a delicious meal and planned to party hard. Good times with boys. So to speak.
Two minutes after we entered the night club he was stuck in a deep, deep conversation with her, but I think we lost him way before that. So, so sad. Maybe he's not going to Vegas anymore. RES.
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