There she was standing in front of me. Holding my dorm room door open as I stood there in my boxers and t-shirt, when I think back to that night, I wonder, did I recognize her disheveled hair the reddened skin at the base of her long slim neck? I locked my eyes to her large green glazed opals, her lean against the door frame showing the effects of a night of drinking. Quickly coming out of my daze, just moments before I'd settled in to an evening defending humanity.