Part 2The Queen Bee’s Blind Date Disaster

Back in my dorm, I told my roommates about it. They didn't believe me.

“You totally got scammed.”

“I’ve got Blair’s contact on my phone, and her profile picture is clearly an ice-queen goddess.”

“Exactly! Riley’s profile picture is an anime character, no way she’d use some funny dog pic!”

“Feeling sorry for you for a second there, how could you fall for that and lose fifty bucks!”

I sighed, staring at the two profile pictures. “Seriously, I’m done.” My allowance was already tight, and now I’d been fleeced for fifty bucks. What a total chump!

Just as I spiraled into endless regret, the husky profile picture sent me a message: Who’s this?

I hesitated for a few moments before replying. Classmate.

Well, I’d added them. I might as well just imagine this person as the Campus Queen Bee and picture her beautiful face.

Husky: Oh.

So aloof? I fidgeted, racking my brain until I finally squeezed out a question: Are you from Alistair University too?

Husky: Yeah, you too?

Yep.

After that, another silence. I really sucked at chatting. If only there was an AI auto-reply.