Coming back home was hard. Being so close to the ocean was harder. But I had to deal with it. I couldn’t mess this up, not again. And now I was here, at the Sigma Alpha Chi house, surrounded by smelly frat boys and giddy sorority girls, all of them peacocking as much as possible. Eh. Fuck this. I wound my way through a crowd surrounding a beer pong table. One of the balls bounced off the beer-stained white plastic table and landed at my feet. I picked it up and tossed it back. The guy who caught it nearly made me stumble. Wow, was he good looking. Pretty, but also a little rugged, handsome.
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