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Personal Narrative: Ariana

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I met Ariana in the parking lot of the downtown movie theater like planned. And automatically I regretted not staying home. “I hope you know it’s very rude to hang up on someone when they’re talking. On top of that, you show up to our date late, AGAIN. And why didn’t you attend classes today? Mrs. Sorun was worried...” She’s been doing a lot of questioning and complaining as if we were really going out. But, she did say this is her way of playing around, so I’m probably overthinking it. “First,” I calmly said to begin my counter rant, “I’m only five minutes late. Second, is it not considered ruder to wake someone up in the middle of the night? By the way, I couldn’t go back to sleep, so thank you. And finally, I don’t care about that lady, so let her worry.” …show more content…

“I have not the slightest clue for why you’re thanking me, but you’re welcome,” she said, smiling and giving a thumbs up. If it wasn’t obvious before, this all but confirms she’s messing around. “You’re not as serious as you let on to be, are you?” “No, I am,” she assured, slightly bumping me with her hips. “But sometimes you need to learn when to live a little.” Live a little? As in enjoying oneself by spending time doing enjoyable things? Cause if that’s the definition she’s going by, me being forced to hang around her is nowhere close to living a little. More like living in… Maybe that’s taking it a little too far. Reeling us back in, I asked, “what’s this movie, event, thingy you got us doing? And why am I involved?” “Um, I believe romantic philosophers call it a ‘dinner and a movie date,’ but don’t take my word for it,” she answered with a stifled laugh. “We’re going to see one of my all-time favorite films and discuss it afterwards during a sit-down dinner if that’s okay with you.” Yeah, I don’t like this plan. “I’m going home.” I turned and walked back to my car

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