It was supposed to be just one night! We met at a wedding. He was hot. And I haven’t had anything for a year.” He smiled. We got drunk. Flirted. We slept together. I didn’t say goodbye and left early in the morning. It was only supposed to be a one-night stand. I didn't want to experience the subsequent awkwardness the next day. I didn’t feel like it at all. Then I came home for the weekend. And there he was. I sat on the couch and talked to my father. It turns out he was no ordinary stranger. It turns out that our affair could have caused a lot of problems. It turns out that nothing ever ends in one night. Translated especially for the group