what happens in college

Brea: "/Probably/."

Adam: "What's the percentage?"

Brea: "I don't know."

Adam: I laughed. "Fine. Another topic?"

Brea: "Nah. I think I'm going to go now."

Adam: I sighed. "Am I that boring?"

Brea: I laughed. "No! It's just this has gone pretty well, and I don't want to stick around and ruin it."

Adam: I laughed. "Fine. See you tomorrow, then."

Brea: I smiled. "Bye." Then I left.

(skip to next day? i has a survey idea)

(lol okay)

Adam: I went to the restaurant again, ordered lots of food, and started jotting down what shoes people were wearing.

(xD)

Brea: I raised an eyebrow when I passed Adam's table. "I'm glad I'm not working your section today." That much food would be a nightmare for a waitress to carry.

Adam: "What?! You always work this section!"

Brea: I laughed. "Sorry, not today."

Adam: "Why?"

Brea: I shrugged. "Dunno."

Adam: "Well, come when you can."

Brea: "No, I was planning on avoiding you," I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes and walking off to wait on a table.

Adam: I chuckled. "See you in a bit."

Brea: At the end of my shift I walked to his table and sat down. "Hiii."

Adam: "Hey. Oh, you're wearing *insert whatever shoes she's wearing here.* Cool."

(xD she's wearing a waitress uniform)

Brea; I raised an eyebrow and tugged on my skirt. "Um, you like my slut-uniform? You're bordering on going back to obnoxious, Adam."

(what shoes though?)

Adam: "I was talking about your shoes!"

(lol brea)

(oh I read it wrong and I don't know D:)

Brea: "um, alright...thanks." I decided to drop the subject. "What survey did you do today?"