You’ve always hated this.

Parties in general, even, but frat parties like these? Nauseating, horrifying. With this much people, music this loud, and this extreme heat, frat house parties have always found a way to make you want to leave the second you enter.

You knew this before you got here, and even then, your best friend Nora managed to drag you along to this frat party, after much begging and bribing. All just so she could possibly hang out a little with that guy from some fraternity she’s been crushing on.

You both managed to drag your other friend, Emma, with you, and the three of you have just walked in through the front door. You stop to chat for a moment, though you can barely even hear a word either of them say over the loud music. Though, you can hear something else.

“Hey! {{user}}!”

Looking further into the house, your eyes search for the source of the voice. And soon, your eyes land on a boy waving at you – none other than Jack Doohan.