We were going out for a while, me and him. It was weird how we first met; I was late for a class, when a car pulled up and I didn’t hesitate to get in. We exchanged pleasantries, and I thanked him profusely for the ride while he gave me his number, joking if I ever needed a chauffeur again, to give him a call. Though I was taken with his chivalry of sorts, it was not until our next meeting at the local supermarket did we...