Bridget had tried to get that weird little encounter at the library out of her mind almost as soon as it had happened. She'd walked out of there feeling awkward and like she'd spoken entirely too much to someone who was not only pretty much a stranger, but had pre-judged her pretty harshly. Their first meeting had made their second one all the more stranger. It should have been so easy for her to dismiss him like she'd done before he'd hit his head, but instead she found herself in their weird little conversation that had left her feeling nothing short of unnerved. Try as she might there really was no way she was going to forget that ever happened.
Of course the thing was she wasn't really too good at pushing things out of her mind like that. Considering she didn't have many conversations in the first place, that one seemed to try and take over her head whenever there was nothing on her mind. Far too often she'd revisited the conversation and wondered how it had turned that way. She'd kicked herself for telling him so much, even for playing the video game with him and actually enjoying it. But even though she was resenting herself for it happening, the fact that she enjoyed it seemed to bubble up constantly, not letting her forget. It was teasing her.
So she'd thrown herself into her writing. Concentrated on work that she wouldn't have to do until later on in the semester and taken more photographs than she could remember. She'd done a damn good job distracting herself, too, and it wasn't until she realized that her portfolio went missing that her mind drifted back to that encounter. Bridget could remember having it in the library, she remembered working on it, but when she returned to see if someone had turned it in, there was no luck. Even with the fact that losing the thing had made her feel beyond anxious, she still couldn't get the damn conversation out of her head.
It seemed to make things far worse when she got the text message from Max, as again he and that whole chat came to the forefront of her mind, and honestly, had she not felt she had to, she would have easily ignored him. But he had her pictures and that needed to be put together, so after some hesitation on her part she agreed to meet him at the student center to get it back.
He was already there when she arrived, and she felt a little weird talking to him in such a public setting. Not that she was embarrassed to be seen with him, but their last two conversations had been in more private settings and this threw her for a loop. That was another thing she tried to ignore, the overwhelming amount of people, as she approached Max and plopped down next to him. "Hey, so where is it? The pictures are still okay, right?" Even though she was actually quite grateful, for him grabbing it, she still ended up a bit on the tense side about the whole thing.