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“That’s what they’re there for. And while I imagine mini Chases would be absolutely adorable, and I best be Godmother when you do have them, it is a little early for them to be running around.” It was a thought that terrified a lot of them. She didn’t want to end up like her mother, pregnant in her final year of university, even if it hadn’t held her back any. “You’re telling me. It is so frustrating and the most annoying thing ever. Literally nobody cares that you’re on your second drink, Alan, it should be your tenth.” She laughed, “Well, it worked. You are the funny baby Kappa. But I can’t say it’s because of your streaking.” She nodded, a faint smile warming her features at the memory, “That’d probably the best plan. Stock up before, instead of after. They were awfully good to us despite our incompetence though.”
“You don’t even have to ask twice. If I have kids, you’ll be the Godmother of the little devils. I just hope that isn’t for several more years,” he laughed, though his tone of voice was a bit more serious than he meant it to be. Being a college kid, that was probably one of his biggest fears. He was sure he wasn’t alone on that one. “Alan is such a dickhead. We get it, you’re living the stereotypical life of every other millennial college kid and want the world to know it,” Chase rolled his eyes a bit. “Thank you. I think being funny is the best thing you can be in a world full of such Debby downers. The streaking was more of a way for the older brothers to see my beautiful ass and know they made the right decision, I’m sure. I’m just glad it’s all behind me now,” he laughed, a smile growing on his face. “Sounds perfect to me. I agree with that. I genuinely love old people and their patience. I’m a little offended they didn’t pinch my cheeks and offer me over to dinner, but the world is an imperfect place.”












