Young Flatmate
I was laughing like a drain now, and holding my hand out and saying "C'mon, give me the keys! I decide from now on when it gets out!", and you DID hand me the keys, and I was still laughing hard enough to burst ... you with your pants around your ankles, and your maleness stuffed into that tiny tube, and the padlock on it, and now I had the keys to it and you didn't.
I made a great play of going off and hiding the keys in my room, and you pulled your pants up and after that we kind of didn't talk about it really, despite sitting up for hours more drinking.
But I remember I never felt quite so INTIMATE as that moment.
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