Accidentally Married To My Ex's Uncle
As the night wore on, we continued to drown my sorrows in vodka, our initial awkwardness giving way to a sense of understanding, although he told me nothing about himself.
With each successive shot, our reservations faded, and our laughter grew louder. We stumbled over words, our sentences slurring together in a hilarious mess.
At one point, I found myself giggling uncontrollably as the stranger attempted to do a terrible version of a karaoke song. Bored, I joined in, our voices blending in a noisy, off-key singing.
We become increasingly sloppy, their arms slung over each other's shoulders, laughing over rubbish.
In a drunken slur, he looked at me with glassy eyes and whispered, "You're the
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