“I have class.”
“In the evening?”
“Twice a week.” She nods. “But at least it’s Tuesday/Thursday and not Friday.”
“They’re playing a movie on the South Quad Friday. Would you like to go?”
“What movie?”
“Come to think of it I don’t actually know.” I adjust my glasses.
“Hmm, that’s an enticing offer.” Her eyes sparkle. “The movie ‘I don’t actually know.’”
“We could do something different, if you don’t like movies.” I feel my ears turning red.
“I like movies,” she giggles. “I’d love to go to the mystery movie with you. Let me give you my number.” She gestures to the phone in my left hand.
I pass it to her and watch her fingers peck away at the keys. She hands it back with another bashful smile.
“Talk to you soon.” She gives me a little wave and continues on her run.
The breath I didn’t know I was holding comes rushing out. I have a date. Holy shit, I have a date! I need to talk to Chris, ASAP.
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