[I know they were dating because, once they sat down, he laid his head on her and snuggled, for the better part of 10 minutes.]
I paid special attention because I knew the boy portion of the coupleness from a road trip from my freshmen year. He was on crutches and she was texting. In midst of texting, she forgot about her crippled boyfriend, opened the door for herself, and let it slam on him. Stuck outside alone and failing to get her attention, he attempts to maneuver the very large glass door in hopes of wedging himself between the door and frame. He fights with the door for about 30 seconds before forcing himself inside. He hobbles over to her, making that very distinct clacking-crutches sound, and says, "babe, you let the door shut on me." She says, "JOEY! IT'S NOT MY FAULT! YOU KNOW I CAN'T THINK AND TEXT!!!!!!"
Let us all take a minute to pray she doesn't have a valid driver's license.
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