And ever since the day you put my heart in motion, Baby I realize that there's just no getting over you

Sorry I randomly had that song in my head on my walk home today.

This story begins on a lonely night in college. There were six of us. Three boys. Three girls. Names will be changed to protect the innocent and guilty alike. It was myself, A girl we will call Mary, her brother who we will call Mike, Mary's roommate who we'll call Betsy, a friend who we will call Laura, and some random alumni guy whose real name I do not know.

The random guy followed us from a party to the on campus cafe/late night food option. We all got some food. The place was crowded and everyone was in high spirits. We played a fun game of "throw the ketchup packets at friends" and they played back. We laughed with them. Unfortunately, the man to be named later decided to throw an open ketchup cup at the table. Not good times.

When asked to apologize, he refused. Betsy made him go back. In actuality, they walked back and then turned around without talking to them and came back. Oh well. Then the great idea to break into the school pool area and go skinny dipping was made. Two people thought it a great idea, two were willing to go along with it, two thought it a horrible, most terrible idea. I was in the last group.

On our walk to the pool a possum ran in front of the group. The unnamed man picked up said possum and through the possum over a very tall fence of the baseball field. I believe Mike summed it up best with "did that actually just happen?"

We made it to the pool, forced "Possum Man" to wash his hands, and then convinced everyone not to break into the pool. Success. We walked back to a central campus area near our dorms. We began to talk. Eventually Betsy and Possum man started their own convo. The other four us began to stop paying attention to them. When we next looked at them they were at the door to the dorm saying "Good night!" to us.

Mary and I stared in shock. We turned around only to find Mike and Laura had also moved off to another dorm. Mary and I looked at each other and laughed. Since her roommate was now hooking up with Possum man, Mary had no where to sleep. Sexiled as it were. Luckily I had stolen an extra bed (you read that correctly) so she had a place to crash. We laughed about the night and went to sleep. In the morning, to our delight Mike had walked in on Betsy and Possum man unready for visitors and still asleep.

All in all ... a very hilarious, and embarrassing for Betsy, night.