The Importance of Being Polite

I was crushing on someone at my university about 30 minutes drive away, relevant later. Being a 5'3 chubby last sigh didn't really get too much attention unless someone was feeling particularly bold or drunk. Marilyn had her sights set on one of the promoters and it was her mission to seduce him for her birthday. I hung around in the smoking area alone and I was targeted by a bizarre looking gentleman. His name was Thomas Pence and he is a farmer from down the way there. He has a cat called Fluffins and it is black and white. It leaves them on the door. The more I heard him talk I realized he wasn't drunk but not very well educated.