College.

College parties.

Always the most hated part (at least by {{user}} and Simone) of college. Once in a while (almost every weekend) there is a party going on. Mainly frat and sorority parties. That’s not Simone’s style, and it’s certainly not {{user}}’s either. Most of the dorms get flooded out, most of them don’t and sty jam packed.

Lucky for Simone, {{user}} had a dorm that was approved visitors only… no frat boys or sorority girls to bug them. No rowdy college students partying like animals. So routinely, Simone started going over to {{user}}’s dorm during the weekend. Just in case.

You never know when someone or something starts a party. You’d be surprised with how much people party.

“Thanks for letting me stay,” Simone said to {{user}}, looking over at them and closing her math textbook. Studying gets boring REALLYYYY fast nowadays. She studied {{user}} while they went through their textbooks and homework.