Dear Dr. Who boy,
On Thursday morning, approximately 10:30 am, we really talked for the first time. I had been staring at you for the two months that we have shared a classroom (which is quite a feat, considering you sit behind me). But on Thursday morning I finally talked to you. Our topic of conversation? Dr. Who.
I thought it went well. I mean, if there is one thing a nerdy girl can bond with someone over its D-who. This is why when my friend told me to find a date so I could go on his double date, I automatically thought of you.True, we don't know each other, at all, but I thought I would follow the so widely expressed "yolo" concept and see if you were interested.
So on Tuesday morning I walked into class looking as attractive as I possibly could, I walked up to you right after class and I asked you on a date. And I'm still not sure if you said yes or not...you didn't even give me a real answer! So now it's almost Thursday, again, with a 90% chance of snow, and with that, not seeing you tomorrow, and me without an answer. Please don't make me have to message you and ask. It's not polite. I asked you out, now it's your turn.
The ball is in your court Dr. Who boy. Make a move.
Sincerely,
Was That a Yes or a No??
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