I thought he liked me more than I liked him, but holy shit I'm so full of it.
I invited him over to watch movies because that's all I've been wanting to do this week: watch movies with him. But then I had to pick up a bookshelf from a friend and I thought it would be cute to ask him to help bring it to my dorm. Then ensued a series of unfortunate events:
He's a nice guy though, hope he has a good life.
"I'm afraid so. You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are."