while there had been plenty of down sides to immersing herself into greek life, there were also plenty of good. most of the good was because of the friendships she had managed to develop in only two years at the university, particularly her friendship with matt. he had a way of making her feel like she was back at home, made her feel like she had that support system that could be so far away at times. in her eyes he was the protective friend that she knew she could turn to for anything -- so she did. anxious heels tapped at the ground as she paced back and forth in her room, waiting for the boy’s arrival so she could spring herself on him and whine about as she so often did. all the femme wanted was to shove cookies in her mouth and have matt tell her about his day so she could ignore the mundane routine she had accidentally gotten herself into. almost on cue she could tell someone new had arrived, mainly because no one in the house ever sounded this excited so early in the afternoon. “if that’s you you better hurry your butt in here because i was holding off on the cookie fest until you arrived and i’m not sure i can hold off for much longer!” @amatt-eroffact