This is not true. You should be rivals, eternal enemies in terms of intellectual competition. But here you are now--- in Roy's room, with many hickeys covering your body.

Roy massages his temples which hurt because of the alcohol. Take a guess? You guys got too drunk at the sophomore welcome party and ended up spending the night with each other.

"Dang it.."

He knew that night would be a night he wouldn't be able to forget even if he wanted to.