When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0582

Every year, right before Christmas, the Faculty of Bioinformatics organized a freshman mixer for all the newly enrolled, unmarried graduate students. It was meant to help them make friends and integrate better into campus life.

Over the years, however, it had evolved into an “official matchmaking event“. To put it plainly, it became a setup to help students find a boyfriend or girlfriend. Those who already had partners were also welcome to bring them along.

Naturally, none of this had anything to do with Miranda She spent her days rushing between Bedford College lecture halls and the lab at Dunham College.

Her mind was constantly occupied by lab procedures and data collection, even during meals. So there was no chance she would waste time on a so–called “friendship mixer“.

This was why she was so puzzled when she received an invitation. The invitation prominently displayed her full name, “Miranda Sutton“, in bold, enlarged print. That only made things more baffling.

Attendance at the mixer required signing up, so how could she receive an official invitation without registering? A thought crossed her mind, and she narrowed her eyes. She turned to see Madison, who was tiptoeing off the lab bench and quietly trying to slip away.

“Stop right there!” Miranda called out to her.

Madison froze midstep. After a couple of seconds, she turned with a guilty smile. “Uh… Miranda, you called?”

“Where are you off to?” Miranda asked.

“The cafeteria.”

“Didn’t you just eat?”

swallowed nervously. “Well, uh… I’m hungry again. Need

a snack! She definitely wasn’t

explain this first before you go.” She held up in

the

invitation

and her eyes darted around.

crossed her arms, looking utterly unyielding. “No sweet talk. Just come clean and

tell you this great

raised an

gritting her teeth and confessing, “I signed both of us up for the mixer. It’ll be

could’ve just signed up yourself. Why

her back while looking down sheepishly. “I didn’t want to go alone–I wanted you there

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“Plus, It’s so much more fun with people. Going alone would

the first fun event the department had hosted since they enrolled, and she would’ve been lying if

so she’d taken the liberty of registering Miranda as

speechless. Should she be

look. “Please, Miranda, just

“It’s

How

It sounded more like what Madison wanted to