(April 2018)
We embraced each other in the hallway for what seemed longer than a hug should be. You always gave such awesome hugs. Warm, inviting, soft, cushioned and perfect. We had small talk about our days and how life was treating us. I brought up the fact that I texted you once to reach out for help on an assignment and you just hadn't used that app anymore. I wasn't going to pester much, I had a class to get to anyways. Then, you offered to drive me to the other building. "you're so sweet," I said, you blushed and acknowledged it. You then offered to get lunch together since my class wasn't going to start for quite some time. I was hesitant, but I missed you and wasn't going to pass this opportunity. Who knows when I'd get another chance like this? We drove to Caumsett Hall and sat in the parking lot while you studied me being indecisive. I thought long and hard about the pros and cons of this moment and what it could mean, thinking so hard I looked like I was constipated. Finally, I caved.
"I want French fries!"
"Anything else?" As you oddly looked at me.
"Nope."
"Are you sure you want to miss class?" You asked.
"Yup!" I replied excitedly.
"specific places? Anything?"
"Crunchy, I want crunchy fries."
You thought a bit and put a location into the GPS and off we were.