On the first night of my sophomore year a group of my closest friends dressed up to have fun. We had dinner with a group of guys two years older than us who were friends of friends. I immediately was drawn to D who I spotted as soon as we sat down. We were yelling at each other from across the table just to pick up a few facts about one another. From the northern suburbs of Chicago, Jewish, and his plans for the following year involved med school. Great, perfect and intriguing.
As the night progressed, the perfect on paper guy really pulled me in. He was charming, funny and interested in living life. I was sold. We spent the night together, did the awkward number exchange in the morning and that was basically it. Why do they request a number when they never plan on calling?
