"I am, and that means not allowing myself to be a doormat. I refuse to do your work, no matter how hard you attempt to insult me. I do my work for my claims. I expect you to do the same."
"Hey, I'm Justin" what a strong hand shake, iin stronger than Ryan's. Very large hands, my imagination could only run wild about what lays underneath his shorts.
I noticed that Justin had some crazy bright blue eyes. Now isn't that the way of it, hot blonde guy with blue eyes to top it all off. He smelled like alcohol, which was expected considering he was drunk, and he also smelled pretty good, Old Spice, typical frat boy scent.
After a few hours of mingling and meeting a few of Ryan's friends, I decided it was time to go, I was pretty tired, and feeling almost a little too woozy from the many games of beer pong I had dominated at.
The dorms were about a 20 minute walk, I figured the fresh air could sober me up a bit, and it actually did...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑