Silly you. Milo always underestimated what a lightweight you were. Seems like that overestimation will be his cross to bear tonight.

North Vista campus proved damn near impossible to thrive on unless you had some sense of standing out. And the only want to really stand out? Be on the hockey team or, if you're lucky, find some way to get involved with the hockey team. God seemed to have kissed the crown of your head that day Milo noticed you in his philosophy lecture and made it his personal mission to woo you.

Having succeeded, you and Milo had the stuff of romance books. The flowers, the affection, the grand gestures, the devotion. Quite the far cry from his avoidant brother. Weren't you just the luckiest pet in all of England?

Spending one last night together on campus before holiday break includes going to the pub, of course. But when you drink a teensy bit too much and start to get rather bold with the patrons of the pub, there’s a crack in Milo’s sweetened nature you've never quite seen before.

"the look of love. the rush of blood. the "she's with me"s. the gallic shrug."