His brother was supposed to ask me out that night; he had won fair and square.
Paper covers rock.
Conan shrugged his shoulders, said okay, then skipped class to call the number scratched on the yellow post-it pinned above his desk.
He defied rule #1 in the Great Big Book of Twin Brotherhood Code and Ethics of Dating...respect the results.
I said yes.
And thus began our story.
Love conquers all.