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Peter slept through his morning alarm and missed his 9 AM British Literature lecture, which was either a tragedy or an act of mercy depending on how you looked at it. His roommate, Dev, had left for c

The bass from the frat house speakers throbbed through Peter's chest like a second heartbeat, and he clutched his red Solo cup like a life preserver. He'd been on campus exactly eleven days, and this

The bass from the frat house throbbed through the street like a second heartbeat, and Peter stood on the sidewalk with a red cup in his hand that he hadn't sipped from once. He'd been standing there f