This Group Project Would Be a Lot Less Awkward if I Hadn't Peed On You Freshman Year
This shouldn't really be a problem. I know we're both mature enough to write this Polish History report without it coming up, but I thought, since I might still be bothering you, I should apologize. I know I didn't call, but I was a little embarrassed about the whole situation and I just acted like a child. For that I'm sorry. It was immature of me not to call and see if you wanted to go out again after that night I peed on you. By the by, sorry about the urine, too. It's just, you know, I drank a fuckload of beer and the bed was so warm and comfortable with both of us in it. Coincidentally, I'm also sorry that my hallmates have spent the last three years addressing you publicly, with impressive volume, as "The Girl that Matt Peed on." I'm really trying to get them to stop. But it's great to see you, especially great to see you when you're not screaming at me and mopping my pee off of yourself. Oh, shoot, I think I'm blowing up. Can you hold on? Thanks. Hello? No, yeah, I'm at a group project. Polish History. My partner Maggie. Yeah, from freshman year. Yes, that one. I know, what're the odds? Hahahaha. What's that? No, I will not call her that. Because it's not her name, you jerk. Ok, Assballs, I'll talk to you later. Alright, sorry, should we get started then?
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