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I shake Shikamaru's hand, flashing that signature smile of mine. "That's a cool name." I tell him. Shikamaru had to be a cool guy if he was friends with Naruto. That's when I felt a a tight vice-like grip on my wrist as I was pulled into the washroom. I see Naruto with an anger in his eyes like I've never seen. "What do you mean what I did? All I did was shake Shikamaru's hand."
I was so confused right now, what did Naruto mean? I didn't do anything bad. Oh shit. I must have done something horrible when I was drunk. Surely it couldn't be that bad. I had all my clothes on. There was no cum. And Shikamaru still seemed friendly, so I couldn't have insulted him too harshly. What could I have done then?
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