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Yesterday evening Cukeyra and I went to the Undergraduate's Library to work on some math homework in the computer labs. Around 10:30ish we packed up our stuff and headed for the elevators when this guy from behind us says, "'Scuse me, can I talk to you guys? Damn, you two are beautiful! Blahblah~" And we were like..."Uhhhrrrr...Thanks. Haha, uh, that's nice, yadda-yadda~"
And he wouldn't go away, you know? Then there was, "So how old are you two?" And Keyra said 19, I said 18, and he sounded surprised. Keyra asked how old HE was and he said "Uh...25. So where do you girls live?"
(And this is where the lying begins)
KEYRA: "Uhh...we...are renting an apartment down on Warren."
FELLA: "Yeah? Where on Warren?"
KEYRA: "..It's kind of a drive..I mean, it's close to campus, but not walking distance."
FELLA: "What's the address?"
KEYRA: "We..Just moved in, so we don't know yet. We're kinda looking for other roommates to help pay for it."
FELLA: "Well, what's your phone number?"
ME: "We don't have a phone yet, ahaha.."
FELLA: "Well...Here's mine. You girls should call me!"
ME: "Uh. Okay."
FELLA: "Yeah! So that we can hang out n' stuff. *writesnumberonmynotebook* Call me."
ME: "Sure."
FELLA: "What're your guys' names?"
KEYRA: "Mine's Trisha."
FELLA: "Trisha? Alright..and you?"
ME: "..Emily."
KEYRA: "Wasn't there an exorcism movie about some Emily girl recently?"
ME: "I think so.."
*TWO MINUTES OF CONFUSED EXORCISM MOVIE TALKING*
FELLA: "Alright. Hmm..Well, I know a lot of Trishas and Emilys..How'm I gonna remember you two?"
KEYRA: "Well, I have puffy hair...and she has long hair..."
FELLA: "Right, right..but what do I--"
KEYRA: "Trisha Puff-Puff and Emily Long-Long!"
FELLA: "Got it! Alright, don't forget to call me! You two are beautiful!"
*WE WALK AWAY*
KEYRA: "Teehee, my boyfriend says that all the time!"
FELLA: "..Pshhh.."
Well, there sits the account of my first incident of being blatantly hit on. Well, sorta. Coupla fellas were kinda hollerin' at me in the cafeteria a week before; things like "Dayum, that hair is fuckin' sexay!" and junk. XD;
*facehitsdesk*
And he wouldn't go away, you know? Then there was, "So how old are you two?" And Keyra said 19, I said 18, and he sounded surprised. Keyra asked how old HE was and he said "Uh...25. So where do you girls live?"
(And this is where the lying begins)
KEYRA: "Uhh...we...are renting an apartment down on Warren."
FELLA: "Yeah? Where on Warren?"
KEYRA: "..It's kind of a drive..I mean, it's close to campus, but not walking distance."
FELLA: "What's the address?"
KEYRA: "We..Just moved in, so we don't know yet. We're kinda looking for other roommates to help pay for it."
FELLA: "Well, what's your phone number?"
ME: "We don't have a phone yet, ahaha.."
FELLA: "Well...Here's mine. You girls should call me!"
ME: "Uh. Okay."
FELLA: "Yeah! So that we can hang out n' stuff. *writesnumberonmynotebook* Call me."
ME: "Sure."
FELLA: "What're your guys' names?"
KEYRA: "Mine's Trisha."
FELLA: "Trisha? Alright..and you?"
ME: "..Emily."
KEYRA: "Wasn't there an exorcism movie about some Emily girl recently?"
ME: "I think so.."
*TWO MINUTES OF CONFUSED EXORCISM MOVIE TALKING*
FELLA: "Alright. Hmm..Well, I know a lot of Trishas and Emilys..How'm I gonna remember you two?"
KEYRA: "Well, I have puffy hair...and she has long hair..."
FELLA: "Right, right..but what do I--"
KEYRA: "Trisha Puff-Puff and Emily Long-Long!"
FELLA: "Got it! Alright, don't forget to call me! You two are beautiful!"
*WE WALK AWAY*
KEYRA: "Teehee, my boyfriend says that all the time!"
FELLA: "..Pshhh.."
Well, there sits the account of my first incident of being blatantly hit on. Well, sorta. Coupla fellas were kinda hollerin' at me in the cafeteria a week before; things like "Dayum, that hair is fuckin' sexay!" and junk. XD;
*facehitsdesk*
