I disassemble the hot date and get 3 parts fancy dinner, 2 part fancy clothes, 5 parts alcohol, 1 part sore back, 1 part depleted bank account, and 2 parts "WTF did I just do!", and 1 part feeling "I've just been used and not in a good way".
I disassemble 1 part feeling "I've just been used and not in a good way" and get one rough night, a hell of a hang over and a sleeping partner who I don't recognise
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I disassemble 1 sleeping partner who I don't recognise and get 1 call for a cab to send them on their way, 1 search through their phone in hope of finding their name and 1 glance over in hope that they're at least a 6.