I almost booked a hotel for a hookup

I almost booked a hotel for a hookup, then stared at the confirmation page like it was asking who I really am. Part of me wants permission, part of me wants restraint, and part of me just wants to stop pretending. I know this sounds intense, but pretending it is nothing has not made it disappear.

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