rafe was the typical frat bro, always with backwards hats on, always in the gym and addicted to shitty beer and cheap weed. you weren’t really the typical sorority girl though. sure, you were blonde, but actually kinda nice and you know how to respect people. not rafe.

what sucks is you both went to the same high school, and you two could t stand eachother. so it was worse whenever you two were at the same college, and your sorority house was beside the frat house.

you were scrubbing you nice car, rolling your eyes as you hear shitty ass trap music playing. you know it’s rafe and see his huge black truck slowing down. it’s a daily thing, he’ll make a sarcastic flirty comment, then something mean.

he beeped twice, “give me a piece of that!!” he yelled. you just rolled your eyes, flipping him off.