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Don't you remember?

Derek smirked, “Darn, I see you found your clothes. Obviously I didn’t hide them good enough.”

I faked a laugh, “Ha ha Derek. But seriously, where are we?”
I asked, gazing around the room, it seemed familier yet different at the same time.

“What? You don’t reconize the place? We spent many a hour’s curled up on that bed,” He gestured with his head towards the bed that Tori had just waken up on. “And we also did other things on that bed, hint hint nudge nude.” Derek winked, a sly smile creeping onto his face.

Tori glanced around the room. Maybe that’s why it had looked familier. But still, it was hardly how she remembered it. It actually was tidy, for once. Tori rememberd the times in which she had spent with Derek, the place was always a mess. But then again, she hadn’t really cared at the time, she had alway been-like Derek said-busy doing other things.
“Why’s it so clean? have you had a girl around here?” Tori asked.

Derek laughed, “No one but you has been into my humble abode.”

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