Last night at 11pm, I walked with my boyfriend to Dimmit where he lives. As we were walking up the steep hill, he said to me “You walk slow.” I do have small strides and short legs that make me walk slower.

I looked at him and said, “Why do I need to walk fast? I’m not in any rush.” Then we got into his room and all his friends were in there, so I left. There is not enough room for eight people in a dorm room.