“And she made this t-shirt that says “I heart {{user}}” and wears it underneath all of her clothing,” Ada spoils to you and you glance back at the girl and then back at Ada. It was Chris’ halloween party.

“Oh, come on,” you say, not believing that part of her lie. “Well, who can blame her?” Ada asks with pure innocence, “I mean you’re gorgeous.”

You look at her with a squint. You broke it off with her this summer but the feelings are still there.