Our next encounter was what really sealed the envelope. We shared a meal. Our first date (I tell myself that.) We were complete strangers--not complete, but you were strange enough to me. We shared a quesadilla and it was the cheapest thing on the menu. And I bought us fries. You didn't think I bought them for you, but I didn't think only 1 & 1/2 quesadillas was enough for dinner. I asked you if you wanted some fries, and you were reluctant. I kept bugging you until you took some; that was when we realized we were meant to be. We sang happy birthday to the girl in our group, but I dedicated the song to the birth of our friendship.
"do you want to meet in the lounge?"
"which one?"
"i'll come to your room."
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HOPE & MAYBE LOVE BOATS
Short StoryThe easiest way to get over someone is to never meet them.
