I was kidnapped...kinda

I was going through old pictures the other day and realized I didn't share this with y'all.   Last spring semester, I think it was in March or around that time, Matthew had a pretty big paper to work on. We had an intramural game that night so he had to stay up late to finish it, you know typical college stuff. Well I went back to my apartment after our game and he went back to his to continue working on it. I showered and went to bed like normal.   ****Here is something you need to know. I lived in an apartment with two of my friends and it was all a one story apartment. I had one of the bedrooms in the back part of the apartment and sometimes got creeped out because out of my window at night was really dark and a lot of bushes. I kept my blinds closed 98 % of the time. Also, I keep my phone on silent while I sleep. Ya girl doesn't want to be bothered, LOL just kidding. I wake up 1-2 times a night on my own so there really is no need to leave my phone on vibrate.****   Anyways, back to the story, I went to bed like normal and around 2:00 AM, I heard this noise, insert minor panic attack and thoughts of someone coming through my window to kidnap and kill me. I also notice my phone is lit UP and then a call from Matthew comes in. I answer it and immediately ask "ARE YOU AT MY WINDOW?!?" and I hear him laughing and he says yes, insert total relief that I'm not about to die.   So I get up and raise my blinds up, while still talking to him on the phone (I'm not sure why I didn't raise my window?) I asked him what he was doing all nonchalantly, like it's totally normal for him to be there at 2:00 in the morning. He told me he had just finished his paper and wanted to celebrate by going to Steak 'N Shake for half price milkshakes.   My thoughts went exactly like this... I have to be at work in like 6 hours....but half price milkshakes I'm going to be exhausted tomorrow....HE IS JUST THE CUTEST THING STANDING OUTSIDE MY WINDOW IN THE FREEZING COLD I hope I don't fall asleep at work tomorrow...but milkshakes... and in about 2 seconds I was putting on a big sweatshirt and hopping in his car to get MILKSHAKES.  

    We were as giddy as 4 year olds laughing and dancing the whole car ride there. Matthew told me he had been outside my window for about ten minutes knocking on my window and had even gone back to his car a couple of times because he didn't want to wake up my roommates. Is he not the sweetest thing, EVER?!?              

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I was kidnapped...kinda