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In his plush seat, the rugby-shirt-wearing frat boy snorts "Dude, totally against it Downstairs groo is for chicks and sissies"

Evelyn speaks up as if she’s leaving a coree"

As the hosts start bickering about the pros and cons of hter and concentrate onthe time Each caller is allowed five minutes, tops This one still has four left in the allotted five

My gaze drifts to the otherin the booth, and I watch as Morris organizes a stack of CDs in front of the massive wall of music Shelf after shelf holds hundreds and hundreds of albuht to behold I can’t reured they were as obsolete as VCRs and cassette tapes by now But the station is old school and so is Morris He’s already confessed to having a record player and a rare Underwood typewriter in his dor a retro fashion sense I find sexy as hell Part hipster, part newsie, part punk, part--I could go on forever, actually There’s a little bit of everything in the guy’s style

It suits his quirky personality, though I’ve only known hio an hour without roan-worthy pun

I’ forand readily available compliments are any indication

I think I’d be open to it if he asked me out, but every ties an instead I won’t lie--thatPresuh that I couldn’t stop s the entire walk back tohiaze back to the main booth and force myself to concentrate on the radio show For the next thirty-five h as I listen to quite possibly the two duive advice Seriously, if their coits, I’ll eat my hat Proverbial hat, of course, since I can’t for the life of ood in theave me to use as a placeholder while the next deejay sets up His name is Kamal, and he’s a rabid hip hop fan who plays obscure tracks that almost no one has ever heard of, myself included

When I leave the booth and step into the rin "Were you listening to thatcall?"

"How could I not? It was one of the rin back "But I did enjoy when Evelyn said that if she wanted to see foliage, she’d take up hiking or gardening"

He laughs and rakes a hand through his hair, drawing ot the olden brown eyes I honestly have no idea what his background is Asian maybe? Mixed with…no clue Like his fashion style, his features are a collection of unique ele atinabout your ethnic background Sorry You don’t have to answer that if you don’t want to"

He looks highly a pot of ethnic goodness, huh? Don’t worry, I get asked that all the time My family is like the United frickin’ Nations My mother was born in Zambia--her mom was black, her dad was a white doctor who ran a clinic there And my father is half-Japanese, half-Italian"

"Wow, that is a lot of culture"

"What about you?"

"Not as interesting The Ivers faot sole sounds froainst the wall On , and she looked at otten off a spaceship, then informed me that they only "

As Morris and I exchange arins over Evelyn’s slender shoulder

"Yo, Morrison," he calls out, even as the blonde continues to nibble on his neck "Kegger at Sigame he wants you to try to beat You should come too, Gretchen"

Even if I’d wanted to correct hiue is in Evelyn’s ain

"Why does he call you Morrison, and who on earth is Fat Ted?" I inquire in a dry voice

Morris chuckles "He calls me Morrison because he thinks that’s my name, no matter how many times I tell him it’s not And Fat Ted is one of his frat brothers He’s a hardcore ga on Whenever one of us gets a new game and beats it, we pass it off to the other one and see if they could do it better Ted’s awesoh "Who says ‘Gretchen’ is even going to that party?"

"Morrison says so He’s wanted to ask Gretchen out since he met her"