Maaaaybe....

You give a small smile to her, saying "All forgotten. I'm Matthew Everton. Nice to meet you." You offer her a hand, and she takes it with a shy smile.

"I'm Rebecca. Rebecca Klinger." she smiles and pushes her brown hair out of her face, giving you a bit of a better look at her. Her brown eyes match her hair, which is a few shades darker than her tanned skin. She looks like she is descended from something Arabian, or maybe just goes to the tanning booth a lot. Now that she is standing, her shirt shows off her curves, holding what might be C cups maybe some jiggle, but at just the right places. She's not fit, but not chunky.

"So,Mr. I'm-a-dream, what were you doing waking me up?"

From there, you two do some small talk, enjoying each other's company before finally she said

"As much as I would love to stay here with you Matthew, I need to get back to setting up my dorm room. Here." She passes you a small piece of paper.

"That's my number. Shoot me a text sometime and we can hang out sometime cutie."

She leaves you with the paper in your hand and your eyes following her as she leaves.