Humans of OBU

March 23, 2016

Rachel: “So we had been matched ‘potluck.’ We had talked a few times on Facebook, but she was in Colorado and I didn’t care enough. So we met on move in day. I got there really early.”

Treslyn: “And I got there really late.”

Rachel: “I had already set up all my things and I was sitting on my bed and my family was still there because they wanted to meet her. She comes in and comes over and gives me a hug, but I’m sitting on the bed and she’s standing so it was a really awkward hug and maybe the last time we’ve ever hugged.”

Treslyn: “I think we’ve hugged twice since. We both realized that were both not huggers, but it’s okay.”

Rachel: “And then from that moment on we did everything together. Then three day’s later (from meeting) we were walking and talking about how we first met. I think I said something about how I was so nervous that I didn’t know if we were gonna be friends. Then I said, ‘It’s good because now were like best friends.’ And it was three days in. I was freaking out, thinking, ‘Man that was way too soon.'”

Treslyn: “I don’t think I thought anything of it. Then later on we talked about that conversation and how Rachel freaked out about it being too soon.” 

Rachel Wicker, Senior. Mass Communications & Christian Studies. Benton, AR

Treslyn Shipley, Senior. Studio Art. Arlington, TX

Photo By: Marissa Pilcher

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