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“Ah,” I said “You’re froa Alpha”

“Yup”

“Shut down for alcohol hazing Disbanded Thrown off campus”

“Yes, yes, and yes,” Brandon said “But also, no We got railroaded We didn’t haze anyone”

I reached for the towel I was using as a paint rag “That’s not what I read”

“That kid you read about got drunk at some other party,” he said defensively “He passed out on our lawn and we called him an ambulance”

“That kid was a freshman, with more alcohol in his system than the town drunk tank He nearly died”

“Again,” Brandon reiterated “Not us”

I sighed as I wiped ue with him I wasn’t there to babysit him either

“Well Brandon, it seems somebody’s made a mistake You can’t live here because the house isn’t ready Not even close”

“Why not?”

“Because I’ave me another six months to finish the job”

He looked confused as I handed the paper back to hiirl?”

“Yeah,” I laughed “Me A girl” I used a single finger to tap my tits, playfully “See?”

He blushed and nodded Folded the paper back into his pocket