So, Sammy told me that he only liked me as a friend. And I was like, well, alright then, not meant to be. I went on with my party and tried to forget about it. Except, the next morning I remembered that Sammy had one of my most precious possessions, Lucy the Dinosaur. Lucy the dinosaur is a small brontosaurus that I found my very first day of seminary freshman year. My friend and I named it Lucy and would pass her back and forth every week, which then turned into every month, which then turned into once a year. Junior year was my turn with Lucy. Sammy had found her in my backpack and asked if he could keep her. Since Lucy didn't fully belong to me, I told him he could hold onto her for a bit. Well once he said he didn't like me, I decided I wanted my dinosaur back. So, in an attempt to get my dignity back while also showing Sammy that I can play it cool, I texted him Saturday morning, telling him I needed my dinosaur back. Surprisingly, he was awake and texted right back sayi...