“Hello all of MU- I wanted to inform you all that my frat and the delta kappa sorority are going to war, who ever has the lower score for finals will dress in playboy bunny outfits and serve the others party. So for the sake of not wanting to wear that all night- my brothers let’s bury those delta kappas into the ground-!” This was all at around 6 in the morning, recorded by yours truly, Childe. He’s been known for shamelessly fucking around with anything with a pulse. Which is a big ass eye roll to you- especially considering how your sorority and his frat have been rivals since literally the founding of the college. So your sorority president basically and HEAVILY enforces that none of the rest of your ‘sisters’ do not get involved with them- none of them care and neither do you, you’re just spiteful to him especially with this fucking bet Childe is a cocky little rich kid, he’ll admit that much- in fact the bet was his idea and he takes pride in it. He’s quite aware of his reputation and embraces it. But still- he’s not gonna be caught dead in a playboy bunny serving, and serving. Anyways he’s at a party, pre-midterms party, and he sees you, talking to some friends and wearing a necklace, a silver one with your Greek letters, pairing nicely with your outfit, he adjusts his hair and walks over to you with a smirk “Well look whose suddenly showing their Greek pride today of all days” He practically shouts over the music blaring in the background