Former Virginia Tech Student Sentenced to 45 Years For Killing Her Lover After She Wore Sweatpants ON Their Date
People- A former Virginia Tech student was sentenced to 45 years in prison for murdering a fellow student.
During her sentencing, Jessica Michelle Ewing, 24, described in detail what happened during the fateful "date night" of Feb. 7, 2014, when Ewing strangled Samanata Shrestha, 21, to death.
Ewing admitted to being disappointed when she showed up at Shrestha's apartment wearing a dress and carrying whipped cream and wine, only to find Shrestha in sweats, according to The Roanoke Times.
Still, they had a good evening together and even ended up having sex after drinking a bottle of wine.
But things turned sour when Ewing made what she called a "poor teasing comment," calling Shrestha a "spoiled b----."
The two began to fight and Ewing ended up strangling Shrestha after she said she was just "experimenting" with Ewing.
"I loved Sam – I couldn't believe she would say that I was some experiment to her," Ewing said. "It hit me where I was most hurt."
Upset alert! I got to say, maybe I am having trouble looking past the orange jumpsuit, but I would have bet the house that this girl would be the one showing up to the date in sweatpants.
Regardless, this relationship, like every relationship, featured one person who cared more than the other. Want to take a guess which person that is in this scenario? Hint: It's not the dead bitch in the Russell Athletic's. You never want to be the one with more to lose. You either end up getting your heart broken or end up spending 45 years in prison for strangling your lover after a wine and whipped cream fueled love making session. Nothing more volatile than a relationship disconnect. Safe to say these two were on different pages. Samanata was chilling on the couch with her hand down her pants ready to indulge in some Netflix, and Jessica showed up a couple corsages short of a prom reenactment. In all honesty, Sam shouldn't even have had to tell Jess that she was a short term solution. That should have been pretty obvious when she couldn't even bother to change out of her pajamas before she showed up. Nothing screams 'booty call' like some 'Champion' sweats. If someone reserved the right to be infuriated it was the deceased. Nothing more embarrassing than not being dressed appropriately for the occasion. Plus, I have never understood the concept of getting dressed up just to stay in. If the end game was sex then the less strings, laces, and zippers the better. Hopefully she can learn to enhance her communication skills behind bars. I can't think of a worse place to experience relationship uncertainty. Looks who's underdressed now.