Neither of the names are real in this story
Late December senior year of college I get a call from my one and only college friend Simone. She’s drunk and wants me to meet up with her for drinks. Simone is a sweetheart of a girl. Overtly friendly which is why our friendship started. Who else would talk to the kid in class that’s clearly stoned falling asleep with his hat pulled over his eyes? I hesitantly agree to meet her out for a couple drinks. I didn’t want to but then remembered I promised to keep in touch after the semester. I am a man of my word.
I arrive at the bar see Simone sitting there talking to another girl. She looks up and meets me with her eyes. “You actually showed up. This is my best friend I was telling you about. Linda meet Jake. Jake, Linda.” We said our nice to meet yous I sat down and ordered drinks for all of us.