He liked when the professor made jokes so that he could see the girl in the hoodie smile.
He thought that she created a light-vacuum, where every beam, every photon clung to her, desperate for the honor to illumine her visage.
He knew she'd find that pretty creepy.
He mentally went over his to-do list for the long weekend:
Fix headphones with electrical tape.
See Cloverfield?
He didn't end up seeing Cloverfield.
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