I would n't say I was fat but I was chubby . Regardless of the extra weight I was carrying I was feeling much happier than I had been years . The happiness must have shown because a boy named Eugene asked me to come over to his house and hang out . Eugene and I hung out pretty regularly for the next three months until one day I walked out to my car to find a note attached to my windshield wiper .

Question: What happened after   Eugene and I hung out pretty regularly
Answer: We started dating each otherNone of the above choices .We started exchanging giftsWe bought a house together