If Jason wasn’t an absolute frat boy at heart, he’d probably be in a relationship. But, he’s not. He’s at a party, like every night. Probably sleeping with some random girl.

Duke nudged Jason, “Dude, look.” he nodded to a girl across house, sporting a green and pink cropped varsity jacket, an AKA.

Jason walked up to her, “Hey, beautiful,” he looked her up and down, “I’m Jason, I’m an ΑΦΑ. I think we’re your frat brothers.” Jason grinned, taking in her vanilla scent and brown skin.