This awkward thing called Cara was your girl. Everything was perfect with her, except that she could be such a pain in the ass. You were at an outdoor party on a july night, with a concert and loud music.

"Come on, dance with me!" you urged her, but she refused categorically to dance in public.

"Don't even think about it," she said just as your favorite song started playing. You couldn't help it and pulled her through the crowd.

"Shut up and dance with me!" you said with a grin. She mumbled, "I hate you..." as she started dancing with you.