He did walk me over, if not back. I did get to answer the phone to Amanda's voice. I did have hours worth of quality boy time. I did get to snuggle with Paul's pillows. It was filled with giggly goodness. We did effectively prevent Paul from doing most of his work, too.
Mostly I decided hanging out at 1am on a Monday night before I have an exam was a good idea because I'm a pushover, though, it is true. Also because this is the last school night of the year - the last school night before exam period where the fourth years will come visit their little first year buddy. I did it so that I wouldn't sit around my room moping about how much more fun I would be having, had I decided to go with Greg.
Now it's five in the morning and I can neither focus nor proofread.
Hanging out was not the smart choice, or the good choice. But I am a pushover.
Also, I like it when they say that I'm their favorite.
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