Ask Paul about the paper he left you

You take the paper Paul left you and head out to meet him reading it as you walk.

Most of the details about Erin's life were the same as yours with just minor changes here and there to make it so you weren't the same person, you were a year younger in your new body, grown up in a different state, played different sports in high school, and you had some very different measurements to memorize.

Apparently you met Paul when you accidentally grabbed his drink at the local coffee shop. The two of you hit it off but both forgot to ask for each other's contact info, but as luck would have it, you ran into each other, literally, on campus.

It was a little too cute in your opinion, but you smiled at your best friend's imagination.

By the time you came out of your room, the sun was setting. Paul was sitting on the couch, watching TV; he jumped up when he saw you.

He stares at you for a moment before uttering "You are kind of hot Erin"

"Thanks Paul I think so too, now this list you forgot to tell me about," you say.

"So, what do you think?" he asks hopefully.

"I can do it," you state, confidently

A wide grin stretches across Paul's face, and you notice his cheeks blush.

"What is it?" you ask.

"You've um— you've got a cameltoe."

Your eyes dart down to your crotch, and sure enough, your black yoga pants had ridden upwards. You fix it quickly, not bothering with privacy.

"I did have a question," you speak up, finding it hard to make eye contact with Paul.

"Did I forget something? I thought I covered everything so would have told my parents."

"Yeah, well, that's just the thing. It isn't something you would talk to your parents about, maybe, not over the phone at least, but I might have to, at the bachelorette party I assume I will have to go to."

"Oh. Oh!" Paul said as he realized what you were talking about. You were supposed to have been in a relationship with Paul for nearly two months now.

"I don't know," he replied nervously. "Do— do you want to be?"

"Paul..."