"Hey, it's been forever since I last saw you."
"The hell are you talking about? I literally saw you today."
"In class? That doesn't count. You disappeared the moment it ended, like a fucking ghost."
"…"
Jake, Mike, and I were all part of the same small group. On paper, we were supposed to be a bunch of intellectuals watching philosophical films and debating their meanings. In reality? It was just an excuse to get drunk together.
"Why the hell is Kelly so wasted?"
"No clue. She went hard as fuck today."
Our first drinking session in a while was loud as hell, and the chaos was overwhelming. I barely even greeted anyone before settling into a corner with Mike, preferring to keep a low profile.
"What about Jake?"
"Him? He's busy showing off to the freshmen."
"…"
I slowly got up and glanced around. Sure enough, Jake was right in the middle of the loudest table, surrounded by first-years, laughing his ass off. He was eating up the attention.
