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Our college years are young and reckless,
often overwhelmed with energy and hormones
awaiting to be released.
Hi, my..my name is Ben.
Hey Ben! Is that your girlfriend?
What? No!
You passed by her so many times already, just man up and ask her out!
Leslie, so...what color do you like?
What?
Hold this! And this!
This too! This!
And This! Hold all of them!
So when are you gonna marry me?
Stop bothering me!
You're almost 30!
I'm only 28 this year!
I'm finally not single anymore!
I told you, I'm not drunk!
We will always be best friends forever!
Cheers!
Hey so who do you like?
Psh, so secretive.
If you don't have anything else to say, I'm leaving. I don't want to see you again.
Why are you leaving me after all the things I have done for you?
Stop asking me, I won't tell you!
What do you want me to do!?
What happened to her? Tell me!
Youth is not a fairy tale,
not all of us are going to have a happy ending.
But that's also a part of being young.