art arrived at your dorm, holding two peanut butter & chocolate jugo juices in his hands with a big smile on his face. his golden blond hair tucked under a red baseball cap and his big blue puppy dog eyes staring at you expectantly.

“you forgot,” he tilts his head, pointing his chin to motion to your outfit — your black mini dress, perfectly straightened hair and hoop earrings. “we were supposed to watch fight club tonight.”