Page 33 of How to Lose at Love

And you think that’s something I’d be interested in? I happen to like ACTUAL pants.

Whose brilliant idea was THAT?

The social committee.

They have a SOCIAL committee???

This is news to me.

I know nothing about fraternities or sororities, but the fact that they have a special committee designated to come up with stupid party ideas blows my mind.

I thought it would be a fun way to get you out.

I get out.

Occasionally.

Sometimes.

When is the last time you were at a party?

You don’t remember dragging me to that blacklight party a few months ago?

A few MONTHS ago does not count.

You see me at work—why do I have to go to a house party?

It’s not a house party, it’s a fraternity party. And you’re a junior—you only have one more year before you graduate and we have to become actual adults.

Says who?

Says ME.

Will you at least think about it?

Obviously I’ll at least think about it, but I took a shift for Beth this weekend and I’m not excited about it.

When?

Saturday

Saturday when?

I don’t remember…

Lies. I do remember, but she’s going to roast me if I tell her it’s not a late shift.

Still.

I’m not going to want to go anywhere afterward, regardless.

Why are you acting like I can’t just text Kyle and have him look at the schedule?

Fine. I work from 1-6, but I’m already dreading it.

Six is still early when the party is going to start at 10

That doesn’t make me any less lazy…

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