Bonnie returned to her dorm room with an unconscious smile playing on her lips. Her other roommates were out, leaving only Helen lounging on her bed.
The moment Helen spotted Bonnie, she shot up like a rocket, her eyes gleaming with wicked curiosity. "Spill it. Who's the hot guy?"
Bonnie feigned composure. "Just an upperclassman from my old school. One of my mom's former students."
"Ohhh," Helen dragged out the syllable. "So there's a history there! Bonnie, you totally like him, don't you?"
Bonnie's eyes widened. "Is it that obvious?"
Helen doubled over, laughing so hard she collapsed back onto her bed. Feeling a blush creep up her neck, Bonnie pulled up a chair and humbly asked her seasoned friend for some dating advice.
After hearing the whole story—from how they reconnected to the current one-month trial period—Helen rolled her eyes. "That's so juvenile. If you like him, just date him. Why beat around the bush?"
Bonnie offered a soft smile. Truthfully, she preferred Lawrence's approach. It gave her a much-needed buffer period, allowing their dynamic to naturally transition from screens to real life.
After all, they had only ever texted on WhatsApp. They had zero in-person interactions before this. Who knew if they were actually compatible?
Bonnie considered herself fiercely loyal. When she fell for someone, she was in it for the long haul. Figuring out if a guy was the right match before officially dating seemed like the smartest move.
They FaceTimed every single night, never running out of things to say.
Helen's face turned completely red as she tried to hold in her laughter. Finally, she lost it, pounding her fists on the mattress. "Oh my god, you actually believed me! I'm messing with you! Hahaha... Who cares what kind of math equation Ned is? If he ever dared to go cold on me, I'd kick his ass to the curb!"
Bonnie choked, mortified. She wanted the floor to swallow her whole. She had genuinely bought every word of that ridiculous theory!
After Helen finally caught her breath, wiping a tear from her eye, she said, "Look, Ned's aunt works as a matchmaker. That's just some nonsense I heard from her ages ago. The first time I heard it, I reacted exactly like you. I thought, 'Damn, that makes sense.' But then I found out there's a Triangle Theory of Love, a Rainbow Theory, an Investment Theory... It never ends. Read up if you want."
As Bonnie sat there burning with embarrassment, Helen patted her shoulder affectionately. "Forget the theories. As long as you're happy, that's what matters. If you're not, cut your losses early. I'm just telling you all this so you keep your eyes open and don't get played. When we look for a boyfriend, the most important thing is finding a guy with good character."

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