Our monthsary date was more of a picnic inside Eric's room. A box of a large pizza, rice bowls, burgers, and cans of soda partied on the carpeted floor as we slumped down. I couldn't move properly wearing a white pencil cut skirt and blouse so I set aside my uniform in a hanger. Eric had me wear one of his shirts. I took it, didn't mind if its size was massive and I was swimming in it.
After Eric opened his laptop and played a Netflix movie, he sat beside me and handed me a rice bowl with meatball toppings. "For you."
"Thanks, but you are going to make me fat," I whispered and accepted the food. "I can only deal with this rice bowl."
"That's okay. We can save our leftovers and eat them in your dorm."
I stilled. "You are visiting my dorm?"
"Uh-huh, to extend our celebration," he said
