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[dangerousangles]

FUCK.

FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK.

Wow, swearing got absolutely nothing out of my system. Godfuckingdamit.

Roxy rang. She's HIV+. Any everyone she'd slept with in the last six months has to get tested cos they might have it too and FUCK that's me, and everyone I've had sex with too. So. Misha. Chloe.

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[toey_chloe]

BUT I JUST GOT BETTER.

[dangerousangles]

Yeah... well... yeah.

Fuck.

[milestogobefore]

Oh Jesus. Have you booked in for a test yet?

[dangerousangles]

No. I reckoned we'd go together. So whenever Chloe-o and Misha are free.

[toey_chloe]

Tomorrow morning, I guess?

[takemeslowly]

Yeah.

[dont_jinx_it]

Oh god. Fuck, mate.

[toey_chloe]

You're going to have to come in and get tested too. Oh god, why have I slept with so many people!?!?

[dont_jinx_it]

Oh shit! I didn't even think about that.

[toey_chloe]

*groans* I'm so sorry, Jinx, if I've made you sick...

[eligible_boy]

Oh my fuck. Dude... that's just... wrong.

Fucking hell. It can't be you too, man. Just no fucking way.

[dangerousangles]

My thoughts exactly, mate.

[toey_chloe]

Waaa, Pierre.

[eligible_boy]

Definitely...

Oh, shit.

Chloe... me too. I'm going to have to come too.