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Adams Morgan last night was fun. It turned into a girls night and Julian event. I did suffer a small bout of anxiety at the end of the night when we made our final round in Grand Central.

Dude number one: TOO CLOSE FOR COMFORT! I don't know you. Stop trying to grope and dry hump me. Stop kissing my neck, and stop trying to kiss me. No. Not going to happen!

Dude number two: Back the fuck off! I don't want to dance with you. I don't want anything to do with you. Stop grabbing my hand, me pulling my arm away should mean something. Stop hovering over me and putting your arm around me. My back is turned to you for a reason.