Day one of the bet was easy. The bet was made in the afternoon so there wasn't much to fail that same day. The contract said that we couldn't tell anyone. Could I manage not to tell Menno or Cedric? I would at least give it a try!
The one who loses the bet has to pay diner for the winner. I wanted to win so bad! Just so I could get my dignity back, to show I'm not a gigantic slut.
I by the way need time to think about all those guys: Who do I want? And who not? It sucks anyway, cause your mind gets fucked. All those names keep popping up in my head. It goes like: Tim, Thijs, Thom, Richard, Jasper, John, John and ... again John...? Yeah I'm going mad...
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