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House Party
Bullshit. See, Zach was friends with Dylan’s roommate. And from what he heard, the dude hardly pulled anyone at all. Maybe one or two girls in a month, if he was lucky. And apparently his room smelled like dead fish. Dylan’s big-guy talk was clearly an act he put up to make himself look like the hottest guy on campus. Zach wished someone would - “Hey! Get the fuck off of me!” A shrill, irritated voice dragged Zach back to the present, and he saw Dylan holding a beautifully average-looking...