The White Wolf
“Who’s the other person?”
“His name is Gunnar…”
“Gunnar Mäkinen, who wears a tight leather jacket and big black boots and rides a motorcycle. Tall, sandy blonde hair, green eyes, with a hunky body.”
“Yup, that Gunnar. He likes pizza and Marvel movies and wants to be a geophysicist.”
“You’re so lucky.” Clara fanned herself, sitting back in her chair. “Want to have lunch after class?”
“That would be great.” Thanks to Clara, my psychology class was better than I expected. We partnered in each activity and shared notes, so I was off to a great start.