Jenn: Most everyone reading this probably knows that Matt and I have been together for so long we're practically an old married couple. What you might not know is that we got all the squabbling and fighting part of being married out of the way in the first couple years of our relationship - or maybe those of you who are our close friends know that only too well!
I was a flirtatious sophomore very much enjoying life when Matt took it into his head to fall quite unexpectedly in love with me. He managed to persuade my friend Rachel to persuade me to come along with a group of 8 other people (so romantic!) on a spring break trip to Panama City, where he planned to woo me. I drove to Panama City a day early, with our friend Leesie, took one look at the tiny room crammed with two doubles and a bunk bed, and claimed a top bunk for myself as the bed least likely to end up being puked on or drunkenly mistaken for a hookup spot.
With 10 people and only 5 beds (an air mattress would be brought by one of the group), I cast about in my brain for the best candidate to share my bed with. This Matt guy, I thought, he seems pretty harmless. So when Matt showed up the next day, I pointed at him as he walked through the door. "You," I commanded before anyone else could lay claim, "You're sharing a bed with me." Leesie and I left to go saunter on the beach before I caught the look of terror/shock/longing in his face. What happened next was a comedy of errors...
I was a flirtatious sophomore very much enjoying life when Matt took it into his head to fall quite unexpectedly in love with me. He managed to persuade my friend Rachel to persuade me to come along with a group of 8 other people (so romantic!) on a spring break trip to Panama City, where he planned to woo me. I drove to Panama City a day early, with our friend Leesie, took one look at the tiny room crammed with two doubles and a bunk bed, and claimed a top bunk for myself as the bed least likely to end up being puked on or drunkenly mistaken for a hookup spot.
With 10 people and only 5 beds (an air mattress would be brought by one of the group), I cast about in my brain for the best candidate to share my bed with. This Matt guy, I thought, he seems pretty harmless. So when Matt showed up the next day, I pointed at him as he walked through the door. "You," I commanded before anyone else could lay claim, "You're sharing a bed with me." Leesie and I left to go saunter on the beach before I caught the look of terror/shock/longing in his face. What happened next was a comedy of errors...
HA! I knew y'all went on that trip but I hadn't ever heard about the claiming of the bed... and the Matt! Being his roommate, I only saw Matt's side of things. Which was mostly neurosis over this hot girl who was probably unobtainable. Who knew how it would turn out? :D
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