His sister, she and I all rushed to the American Eagle so his sister could try on some pants. At that point I was standing uncomfortably leaning on a coat rack and had to use the bathroom. My friend and I headed towards the restrooms in the food court, passing tables of people messily stuffing food into their mouths. I passed my girlfriend and boyfriend, assuming they were dating and they said hello, I waved back and suddenly remembered I had passed by them about ten more times in the span of two hours. It felt like we knew each other and were old friends. Collecting my thoughts I went to the bathroom and then came back out after a few minutes. They always smell like grease and pungent cheese