Sam runs down the hill, sliding mostly, a throaty call of panic lifting from his diaphragm.
He climbed up on my bed. I followed him.
We’ve all been to at least one party that we thought was crazy.
8. Barefoot Wine: Come Over To My Apartment To Sit On My IKEA Couch And Discuss Being 23
This system was devised as a series of code words to allow you and your besties to enjoy meeting scores of new bros within effortless, drama-free parameters. Or at least enjoy a drunken, debaucherous night out without ruining every single one of your friendships forever.
We are (usually) a bunch of upper-year students living in residence with a community of (usually) first-year students to whom we provide academic, social, and emotional support through community building events.
Whiskey became something I could curl myself around.
2. You take selfies. And then you take group selfies. And then you take a vote on which is the most worthy of going on Instagram.