True. I do like strange, most of the time. Britt, I’m not as shallow as to say someone who likes the way I look is my type. I mean, she doesn’t know a thing about me, and High-School-Mike might have loved that she was fawning on me, but I just don’t know…seems a weird way to meet people. What would I even say? I will definitely give you the low-down on it tomorrow night.
I wasn’t saying that she liked you because of the way you look. Even though you are extremely handsome and that had probably played a part in it, she could’ve been really into your dancing. How else are you going to meet people, Mike? That seems like a pretty good way to me. And I don’t know. I usually meet some guy at a party and never talk to him again after the next morning. I’m guessing you would just say hi? Okay, good!
Productive but strange, all in all. She didn’t really seem my type? But I added her, maybe I’ll text her or something. She seemed impressed with my moves, and that’s always a plus. And yeah, no I’ve been so busy with everything else I haven’t had a chance to go see it.
Strange is good. It keeps things interesting and not boring. Well, she was obviously interested in you, so that should be your type. But I think that you should totally text her, she might change your mind. I’ve just been to lazy to even leave my room to go see it. I’ll get to it eventually. Tell me how it is!
It feels like I’ve just gotten all of the energy sucked out of me. I can’t even get up off the couch and all I want to do is sleep forever.
Are you okay? Punching things doesn’t sound very nice.
By ‘things’, I meant a punching bag. But I’m fine, Britt. Thanks for asking.
Oh, okay. Are you sure? You know you can always text me if you need to talk about anything. I don’t like seeing my friends sad.
The joy of hangovers. Fun right?
hangovers are dumb alcohol is dumb drinking is dumb i don’t wanna do it again.
You say that now, but you’ll change your mind later. Want me to bring you over some coffee or something to make you feel better?
I don’t wanna go back to class tomorrow. Can it just be Friday already?
TEXTS → BRITTANA
I don't know, should I go cuddle with some random guy?
Whatever. Maybe we should be "just friends", then you can cuddle with whoever you want.
I wouldn't stop you if you wanted to.
Santana, just stop it. I don't know why you're getting so upset about this. It wasn't a big deal.
Whatever. Just come over whenever you've stopped being so pissed off.
TEXTS → BRITTANA
Excuse me? You were cuddling with him?
No, get Cooper to come over.
...Yeah. Is that bad or something?
San...Don't be like that. Please. That's all we did. It was nothing. We're just friends.