Last night was so great. I met Michael at the duck ponds, and we talked for a little while, then played some guitar/violin. He told me about all the things he does while skating, and he told me about skate videos. When I responded incredulously about the fact that they make videos about skating (which still confuses me), he started laughing and said "the way you say things sometimes... it's so funny". I'm glad I make him laugh, without even trying.
Then I went with him to meet Andrew at Panera, but he wasn't there. So we looked in Starbucks, and he wasn't there. And then we went to the library to find him. We spent somewhere around forty minutes searching every floor of the library for him. It was so much fun. So then, we went back to Michael's apartment, and hung out for a while. I just can't believe sometimes that he talks to me. That he cooked for me. When Andrew came by a little later, we all talked for a while, and Andrew kept making awkward comments. When we were talking about the definition of "cute", he kept saying, "Mike's cute, right?". And when Michael said that he associates cuteness with mannerisms, Andrew said "whose mannerisms, Mike?" and they were both laughing. I don't want to get my hopes up, but I really hope they were talking about me. I'm in so deep.
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