Was starting to speak to this girl at uni, and we went back to hers one night but I didn't really want to do anything. The weeks after were full of my flatmates constantly saying we were together. I left my room unlocked by accident and they sent me a Snapchat. All of my films, I had a decent collection, in a long ass line up the stairs and down a corridor to her room, ultimately ending with a cornucopia of 'romantic' materials. Chocolates, plastic flowers, condoms--all orbiting the Mila Kunis and Justin Timberlake film, Friends with Benefits. Safe to say she felt deeply uncomfortable over the constant badgering, probably assuming I'd made this into a bigger thing than it was, and she just stopped speaking to me, which fucked me up because I was a deeply insecure individual. It's funny, but it was also fucking annoying to see a bunch of lads act like that and make a situation a little more tense. They did that for no one else lol.