So no, I was not in the mood to care about prom.
I only even had a date because my best friend, Dane, had asked me in the least romantic way possible.
« You are not spending prom night in sweatpants watching crime documentaries, » he told me in the cafeteria.
« I absolutely am. »
He dropped into the seat across from me. « Then I am taking you against your will. »
« That is not how dates work. »