The Cuddling Game

Snag and Bump

I snag a signup sheet from the lobby of my dorm.

'The Cuddling Game is easy. Cuddle with your special someone for as long as possible. Why? To win $10K! Rules are simple. You must always be touching your partner. You can't wet the bed. You and your partner can not procreate while the contest is going on! That's weird. Also, no separating for any reason. Bring any meds and items you need throughout the day to the contest. This event will take place on Saturday, May 27th and will last until there is one couple left! So if you have a special someone you want to spend an entire day in bed with, feel free to sign up for this fun contest! See you then!'

Stupid contest. Stupid money. Stupid Jonathan.

Someone bumps into me, making me look up from the paper.

"Oh, sorry."

I recognize the person instantly. It's Chase Parker. We went to high school together, and apparently we are going to college together, too. Why haven't I ran into him in the last two years?

"No. It was my fault. I wasn't paying attention."

"Wait. Abigail?"

"Yes. And you're Chase Parker. We went to high school together. Bam. Done with the awkwardness."

He gives me a genunine laugh.

"You always were straightforward. Glad to see that hasn't changed."

Chase's eyes flicker down to the neon orange form in my hands.

"Got a special someone for The Cuddling Game?"

I'm suddenly embarrassed to be seen holding this paper.

"Oh. No. My boyfriend thinks it's a waste of time."

"But you still want to do it?"

I really have to think about this answer.

"It's a great opportunity for money."

"So that's a yes?"

"Yes."

He nods, letting my answer sink in.

"Well, it was nice bumping into you, Abby."

"You too, Chase."