You’re on your way to see Get Out with a group of friends. It’s raining heavily. You hydroplane and nearly spin out into a concrete barrier. Your life flashes before your eyes. Your first thought is of your family. Your second is of a close friend, also queer. You’ve been having trouble parsing your feelings for her but your near-miss clarifies things. After the movie you ask to talk to her, and explain the situation and ask her out, heart on your sleeve and all that. And her response is....“I need to go to the bathroom.”
And THAT is how you get your heart curb-stomped and probably wreck a friendship.
Also, you have your period.