My Very Own Meet Cute

Guys, I had my very own meet cute today. Well, kind of. There is a great potential we will never see each other again, but I still feel like the jam.

Today was not exactly my shining moment. I was sitting on the stairs outside a building, kind of behind a hedge. And I just cried, in public. Embarrassing . . .  I have yet to perfect the ability to pretty cry. Instead, I looked ridiculous--red blotchy skin and puffy eyes. It was gross. In the midst of this cry-fest, a Boy walked up to me.

He asked if I was okay. I said that I would be just fine. He asked if I wanted to talk. I laughed a little and said no, that's okay. I thanked him for the offer and he said okay and walked away.

I sat by myself again, scrolling through Instagram on my phone and slowly pulling myself together.  It had been about five minutes when I heard footsteps and saw my same friend. He asked my name, and told me his. We talked for a minute, then he said, "Well, I was just thinking about what makes me happy when I'm upset, so I brought you some chocolate milk and cookies. I hope your day gets better." We laughed a little and I thanked him. We talked for a few more minutes. I thanked him again and we both headed off to class, me smiling like a school girl with a crush. 

Thank heaven for kind souls who aren't deterred by crying and who like chocolate milk. It definitely changed my day.

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