Patrick J. Adams

Don't give me that look.

We used to sleep together.

Bunk beds! College.

It... it's not what you think it is.

I don't live in a cave.

Do you have a name, fangirl?

She wants to hear!

That's true.

Yeah, well, not as well as you two know each other.

That's cute.

with the president of your fan club, apparently.

No, it was beautiful.

He used to pay me in frozen burritos to write his papers.

I thought it was really about a kid who lost her balloon.

but you can't get serious in the sociology stacks, right?

The loser of the next game buys fries?

right here, starts laughing in his sleep.

- Hardy... - What? Ezra, she's cute, she's smart.

I get it. There's no argument, but she's your student, man.

- I didn't pursue this. It just happened. - And that makes it okay?

You know what'd be great is if you told this same lame story

Okay, so how about this?

Now, he's done this before, but this chick,

- Yeah. He's my English teacher. - Oh, very cool. Me and him go way back.

- she does not believe that he's asleep. - Which I was.