C37 Chapter Thirty Seven

Was she really having this conversation with this man? Monica thought. This man who she had once said wasn't her type. This man who she had once said was too nerdy for her. If she had known she would enjoy a date with him. She would have asked to go out with him a long time ago.

"Wait a second," she said, then went in search of a box. In the pantry, there it sat. A box of four flavored syrups