It was Friday night, as Rebekah walked through town holding her sleeping bag in her hand. She felt like a little kid holding the large object underneath her arm. But what else could she do? It started a few days ago when she and Becca were putting away toiletries. While there was an age difference between them, apart from being girls there was one thing that they had in common. They were both not dating at the moment. Sure, there wasn't a week where she didn't meet a guy who didn't ask her for her phone number, but she wasn't sure whether to go through the whole thing again.
It was then that Becca admitted she hadn't had a date in a while as well. The girls talked about various dates they had and at the end of their shift, Becca jokingly called their-selves "the "dateless". A fitting name for girls who weren't dating at the moment. It was two days later when Becca texted Rebekah that she had a solution for their problem. The only thing she needed to do was get hold of a sleeping bag and come over to Becca's place. Rebekah wondered what kind of solution found for their dating problems.
Rebekah arrived at Becca's place, a four story flat and rang the doorbell. The door buzzed and Rebekah stepped inside the building. She then made her way up the stairs to the highest floor of the building. She found Becca's apartment and opened the door: "Hey Becca." She said stepping inside the living room already. Inside she saw Becca and...
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