"Well!" Ingrid started her sentence, but broke out in girlish laughter. She absolutely couldn't stop grinning, she had waited forever to tell Eliza about this, it was just--she didn't want to be all squealy if Eliza wasn't in a good mood, but there was no way she could hold this in anymore if she didn't want to explode and ugh here she went! "His name is Christian Entwhistle andhe'scompletelyamazingevenifhe'slikefiveyearsolderthanmeand!"
She stopped to take a deep breath, then, realizing Eliza had probably not understood any of that last sentence, she started again. "Okay, um. You know him, or well, I've talked about him before. Just a little bit, but he's the adorable guy I met back in Hogsmeade that drew the picture of me that I couldn't stop talking about. Remember?" Ingrid waited a whole split second for her friend to reply before she went back on her spiel. "Well anyway, we saw each other over break and we went to the park and were playing in the snow and being silly and I don't know what I was doing, but I just kissed him and then he kissed back and then we went for cocoa and he said it was a date and he called me pretty and! And oh my god, my dad is going to kill me when he finds out, 'cause he's like, a lot older and I don't even care because he's perfect!"
She only stopped because all the contents of her lungs were actually expended by this point, but it looked as if Ingrid could have gone on for another four hours. Instead, she settled for a huge grin and waited for Eliza's reaction as she regained her breath.
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