"Valentine's day is the worst day ever!" I glanced up to see my friend Jenny stomp into the room of the Graphics club and slam her bag down on the floor. I sighed inwardly. Of course she would hate Valentine's day, I should have seen that major flaw in my plan coming. I had been planning to ask her out after our meeting, but clearly that was not a good idea.
"Why's that Jenna?" I asked, using her pet name. She glared at me.
"Don't call me that! And it's an aweful day! Created by some guy who had his head in his pants!"
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