1:15: Three guys drink beer and argue over who is going to sleep with the girl visiting from Harvard. She's been making eyes at them all. One of them laughs. "If I couldn't get into that school," he says, "the least I can do is fuck a girl who goes there."
1:35: A beer pong game that has lasted forty-five minutes finally ends in triple-overtime. The winners - one of whom wears a polo, tucked in, and thick frame glasses - bump droopy chests; self-worth reestablished. The losers are my friend and some girl from Harvard. Soon, they have left the party.
1:50: Outside, a police officer approaches and asks if we know which house is the Kappa Alpha fraternity. "It's a black fraternity," he says. We shake our heads and tell him sorry, we don't know. He smirks as he cranes his neck down the street. "Well, yeah."
2:10: Get stoned on the way home with a friend, who tells me he does not like the people he lives with. "I've got a million people back home who I could call a close friend," he says, eyes bloodshot and shaking his head. "Here, it's just not the same." I nod and send someone a text message. He takes another bong rip and exhales.
"So," he says to me, "What are your plans for tomorrow?"
- Gabe Crane
