Sheryl followed Jordan as walked to the nearby bench, he sat down and asked Sheryl to sit too.
"You do know that I was not going to stand here the whole night, right?" Sheryl commented as she took the seat next to Jordan. That was not how she saw her midnight turn, not even the night, the day had been something else, her night was something she did not want to think of.
"I really love the night but this one is a no." Sheryl thought as she eagerly waited for Jordan to tell her the story about a boy, Sheryl really wished that the story was going to be about Jordan, and this way she would stop asking him questions.
If the story Jordan was going to be about himself then it would be advantageous to her and she would stop nagging inside her head how much she thought the night had taken a three hundred and sixty U-turn.
