Kent tossed a empty Red Bull can into the already overflowing trash bag. "Dude, if Spencer doesn't get his protein powder out of the bathroom sink by tonight, I'm hiding it in his car."
"You were supposed to!" Kent yelled back, grinning. kent and spencer fratpad
Their fratpad was a disaster zone of mismatched couches, string lights held up by duct tape, and a pool table that doubled as a dining table. But it was their disaster. Kent tossed a empty Red Bull can into
From the hallway, Spencer’s voice echoed. "I heard that!" hair still wet
Spencer emerged, hair still wet, wearing an oversized hoodie that probably belonged to a girl from three formals ago. "Listen, recruitment's tomorrow. We need this place to smell like anything other than regret and cheap beer."