You met at a party. It was your friend’s-friend’s-roommate’s-cousin’s birthday party. You were ready to leave, your friends had told you it would be fun but that was before they ditched you for their boyfriends.

All dolled-up and pretty, you stood there. Stood there with a red solo cup in hand in a short black dress. It sucked being single in college. Everyone else seemed to have a boyfriend or at least they were hooking up with someone once in a while.

You? You just stood there. Until you see him. The guy is cute; a little awkward, but cute. He smiles, and his smile is just as cute and awkward as he is, so you smile back.

After a while you begin to leave but the guy stops you. “I’m Ted,” he blurts out.