The next morning, I woke up and tried to piece together the events from the previous night. I remembered a guy dancing with me at the club, walking me to my taxi, and saying something to the driver. However, the details were blurry because I had consumed too much alcohol. I vaguely recalled him giving me his number and mentioning his name.
The following weekend, I returned to the same club with my friend Belinda. As we entered, a guy approached me, calling out my name – “Hey Priscilla, how have you been? You never called.” Confused, I asked him what he meant, and he seemed taken aback. He insisted that I was Priscilla and reminded me of our encounter the previous weekend. Realizing he was the guy from the club, I apologized for not remembering all the details. We decided to spend the night together again. While dancing, he cautioned me not to…….Read Full Story Here………………
