You majored in frat bro and minored in f*ckboy.
1. The only Frat Man That Isn't an overall total Douche
You'd no good Halloween plans, so that you tagged along to *takes a deep breath* a party that is frat. Between all of the wobbly keg stands and post-tequila throaty yelling, this will be a mediocre man’s time for you to shine. All he's got to complete is chill in a large part, maybe maybe not say something profoundly sexist for a couple of hours, and voilа, he appears good enough to collect. He liked your “slutty" bumblebee costume, and the fleeting spell is broken until he says.
2. The Frat Man Who's a Douche
He is appealing adequate to forget the alcohol burps, at the very least for every night.
3. The English Major Who "Hates" Harry Potter
He wears a caramel leather that is brown and has now a soft title, like Daniel or Liam. You can get him reading before course or while tilting against different campus structures, though element of you completely believes it is intentionally performative. Their sparkle fades somewhere within finally setting up and him ranting about how exactly Harry Potter is overrated.
4. The Musician Whose Music You Deep-Down Hate
okay, their music is objectively maybe Not That Bad, possibly even Kinda Good, but ever you he liked you and even gave you his guitar pick necklace, only to ghost you a week later, you’ve been bitter since he told. Plus, you had been planning to record an EP of sluggish, sultry Britney Spears covers and that’s out of the screen now since this jerk has five other girls he really wants to do this with.