People often say that if a man has a one-night stand, he'd be celebrating his victory the following day and will receive high fives from friends.
But if a woman has a one-night stand, she either must have been looking for more, and was fooled, or she made a terrible mistake.
That, however, is not always the case.
Twenty-year-old Adrian* used to be a frequent clubber and was at this dance club one Friday night with his bunch of friends, where he met sexy, flirtatious Jane. They hit it off almost instantly and she followed him back to his place for a one-night stand.
Adrian woke up the next morning with a terrible hangover to find Jane already gone. He wasn't bothered, of course. I mean, when a guy and a girl meets at some place (usually dance club) and decides to have a one-night stand, the next day either party would leave without saying anything and that's pretty normal.
It wasn't until he stepped into his toilet, to find these words, printed on his mirror, in bright red lipstick - WELCOME TO AIDS!
Adrian stood there shocked, and at the same time, hoping it was only a joke she wanted to pull on him. He nonetheless got himself tested, and the results came back proving him to be HIV positive.
His world came crumbling down and Adrian had no idea what to do. He didn't know who she was. In fact, he was so tipsy that night, he could barely even remember how Jane looks like.
I mean, if you're hooking up with someone for one night of sex with no strings attached, it's only normal not to exchange any personal info with them so they can't track you down and stalk you later.
It was the same with Jane. He didn't have her phone number, let alone any information about her. Even if he did though, there was nothing that he could do to turn back time.
I feel sorry for Adrian. He's only the same age as I am, and he had such a long way to go in life... Until he encountered Jane.
Imagine yourself in his shoes, knowing that you only have ten years more or so to live... Just because of that few hours of pleasure. That one-night stand must be the one thing he regretted doing for the rest of his life. His life is ruined overnight just like that.
Jane must have been transmitted with AIDS by some ruthless bastard, and was out to take revenge. Adrian could possibly be just one of her many other victims. And may I add that there are plenty out there like Jane? You'll never know if the next cute guy/girl you hit at the club is HIV-infected or not.
So people, before you let yourself lose control, think twice about the consequences. What's the fun of banging some stranger for a couple of minutes of pleasure, and taking the risk of being infected with STDs?
*Note: This short story is based on a true story. However, names given to characters are the product of author's imagination and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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