So, here's how the dinner meeting went: Her, me, and her friend, we had small talk until the dining hall closed. It was about the best I could've hoped for, under the circumstances, though I wished I hadn't mentioned that story where I farted in a teacher's face to follow through on a threat. My favorite part:
Her (to her friend): You know what tomorrow is, right?
Me: Man, I hate Valentine's Day.
Her: Actually, I was talking about how tomorrow is taco day in South dining hall.
Me: Oh, yeah, tacos are good.
Her (to her friend): You know what tomorrow is, right?
Me: Man, I hate Valentine's Day.
Her: Actually, I was talking about how tomorrow is taco day in South dining hall.
Me: Oh, yeah, tacos are good.
"I looked up and saw you;
I know that you saw me.
We froze but for a moment
In empathy."-Rise Against