This was back when I was in college, I think I was 19 or 20 at the time. My girlfriend was the same age.
Another day of classes ended. I hated my classes. Why I went into a major that required so much reading I’ll never know, but every morning felt like a chore and every evening felt like I was playing catch-up. But now it was Friday, which of course meant the evening was free. I could go out, but that felt too taxing, especially since I couldn’t go to any local bars yet. No, I could have more fun here anyway.
I texted my girlfriend to make sure she wasn’t busy. I knew she would make time for me anyway. A few minutes later she confirmed she was free, and so it was a date. My door was always open, particularly for her.
“I’ll be over in thirty” she texted.
“Thirty minutes. Was that enough time for a shower?” I thought to myself. It probably was, it’s not like the bathroom has a line on weekends. All the freshmen and sophomores were on their way home anyway. Then again, I took one this morning, and it’s not like I was exerting myself much. But what else can I do in thirty minutes?