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He can see her across the quad standing with her friends in her jeans and green tank. Sun-bleached hair falling around her shoulders in wavy layers. The cool September breeze blowing it across her face. So beautiful. She looks up as she tips her head back in laughter at something her friend says and she sees him. Or seems to and just as quickly her eyes leave and he sinks just a bit. Hoping to catch her eye again – just a tiny opening is all he needs. The lightest hint that she even knows he’s alive. The way she stands so confident in her body. Always smiling and those eyes, so deep and brown. he could just imagine what they would look like up close. . . And as he’s thinking of a way to dip into her world, some way to get to know her, some excuse to actually speak to her, his friends, who he’d forgotten were even here say “let’s go get a beer” And as he begins to follow them, he stops and says, “I’ll be right back.” His friends stop and watch inquiringly and then he shouts over his shoulder, “I’ve got to make an offer. . .” He jogs towards her, meeting her smiling eyes – an offer she can’t refuse.