Namflow

My 99.5% Mush Free Valentine's Story (Part 3/3)

My 99.5% Mush Free Valentine's Day Story
Part 3: The Chocolate Girl

"Hi, I'm from Resnet."
"I know."

There I was, face to face with Amy, a girl I hardly knew and hadn't talked to since I had given her chocolates on Valentine's Day three months earlier as we walked home from anime club. Fate brought me to her room as a proud member of ResNet, a group of students employed by the university to travel from dorm room to dorm room fixing computer problems as they go. Amy's internet happened to have stopped working at approximately 11:30 AM the previous morning when I "accidentally" knocked her ethernet cord from its socket during a "routine" check of the ResNet closets in Sue B. dorm. So here I was, and it was time to finish what I started 3 months ago.

I followed a troubleshooting procedure that I prepared to delay fixing her internet for as long as possible. As I took my sweet time to fix her internet we talked about finals, courses winding down, going home for summer - all that good stuff. The goal of all this small talk was to eventually bring up anime and then mention my favorite anime, Revolutionary Girl Utena, which I knew she wanted to see. Then I'd invite her over to watch it, we'd fall in love, get married, and have lots and lots of kids and everyone would be happy - especially me. But soon my "do everything except actually fix her internet" troubleshooting procedure had ended and, even though things were going well and we had rapport, we were still dangerously far away from the "fall in love" part of my plan and all that was to follow. I needed to collect my thoughts. I told her I'd go check the ResNet closet and come back.

In the ResNet closet I told myself "Courage is victory!", a quote from the Judas Priest song "One Shot at Glory". This was my one shot, I would be courageous, and victory would be mine. I had not come this far to be denied. I plugged in her ethernet cord and watched the darkened light above socket A-23 turn green. This meant only one thing: go time.

I returned to her room and, surprise surprise, her internet was working. (What can I say, I'm good at my job!) While she was thanking me for fixing her internet I commented on her Fushigi Yuugi anime poster and before I knew it we were emerged in a fantastic discussion about anime with tons of "Have you seen this?" and "Wow, that was so awesome!" and "Man does Dragonball suck!" My plan was working perfectly!

After 15 minutes or so I noticed the conversation gradually began to slow down and I knew I had to get going while the going was still good. So I mentioned Utena and she said she's heard of it and wanted to see it. So I said, "Yea, I'm kinda busy with finals and all, but would you like to stop by sometime to watch Utena?" Her face lit up as she said "Yea!" Then she rattled off a list of anime she would bring that she wanted to show me. She asked where I lived and as I started to tell her she's like "Hold on a sec" as she went to get a pen and paper. (I'm pen and paper quality, baby!) I asked her when would be a good time for her to stop by and she didn't know. I joked that she'd make me clean my room and keep it clean until she came over! She smiled and said that she had cleaned up her room before I came to fix her internet. She said she would definitely stop by and if I wasn't there she'd leave a note on my door.

"Man, this is great!" I thought to myself. She was really excited to come over and watch anime and even wanted to share some of her favorite anime with me! Plus she knew I liked her because of the Valentine's Day chocolates so I wasn't going to take up residence in just-friendsville. My intent was clear, that I liked her and "wanted to get to know her better" (one of the greatest euphemisms ever), and she was like "Hell yea!" I thought about how awesome this was turning out, how it didn't matter that I didn't ask her out on Valentine's Day cause things were set right, how much fun watching anime with her would be, and how much I was already looking forward for summer vacation to end so I could see her again. "My senior year is going to be the best ever!" I thought to myself as we said our goodbyes and I returned to the ResNet help desk, never to see or hear from her again.

The End

Posted by namflow at February 27, 2006 08:55 AM