rosie-harper:
Rosie needed a refill on her own drink, but she was having too much fun. “No? I got you that brunette from Alpha Deta Chi. You know how hard it is to crack those good Christian girls? Hard!” She scoffed in return, pushing off the wall. “Allll I’m sayin’ is you could have called. Or texted.” Was this her admitting that for once she wished the attention to be on her rather than whoever she’d pulled for him? Maybe. But it was vague. She headed off to the kitchen of the frat house to get another drink.
Oh man, he did remember that brunette--mostly because she was the only brunette in that sorority filled with girls the old-school Nazi Germans would be in love with--Hyunwoo shrugged and downed the last of his drink before scooping around the room, seeing if there was anything interesting his drunken self would excel at. “Don’t love in love with me, eh?” The soccer player laughed loudly and moved past the girl as she moved, going towards the beer pong table. “My brothers are in trouble-”













