For a minute there, it felt like I was back in high school. This is like a post-90's Breakfast Club. When the prejudice is set aside, and the magical soul-bearing hour begins, nothing is exactly what it seems. In truth, what I believed was unacceptable or at the very least inappropriate, turns out to be the drop that spills the glass. Because of what happened, she realized she might like him. The aftermath made her reconsider. To what extent? I don't know.
But it sure makes me feel a bit idiotic for having taken it so seriously. I'm flawed. I've learned my lesson. I won't meddle. I'll sit back and watch the show, popcorn cupcakes in hand. Don't worry Aria, I saved one for you.
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