| (Unknown) So, hi. This is Dalvin from the rave last night.
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| ... Dalvin? Rave...? (sign of continued typing)
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| Oh! The redhead I danced with at the club? Hi.
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| (Unknown) Yeah. You gave me your number and told me to... Text or call, I can't remember.
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| I was completely non-specific. But you used my numbers. :)
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| (Unknown) Oh, okay cool. And yeah, I mean you gave them to me, and I had fun dancing with you. So.
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| Glad to hear. It was nice. Now I have your's too. ;)
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| (Dalvin) I'm glad you had fun too.
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| (Dalvin) You're mine? What do I do with you?
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| No. I am *not* yours. I *have* yours... as in your numbers
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| (Dalvin) Oh! Sorry. I'm still waking up.
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| (Dalvin) Heh. Hungover?
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| (Dalvin) A bit, yeah.
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| Do you always contact the next day? This is not the norm I understand.
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| (Dalvin) Oh. I mean. Maybe? I don't really know the rules, I guess.
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| Me either. Guess that's okay.
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| (Dalvin) Cool. Sorry.
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| What are you sorry about? Or are you just sorry in general?
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| (Dalvin) Sorry if I'm not exactly following the rules?
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| Meh. I told you I don't know them either.
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| (Dalvin) Fair.
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| What would you normally be doing on a Tuesday morning if not hung over and texting a chick you danced with the night before?
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