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“I’m not actually a member yet,” he admitted, “but it is one of the few perks that pledges get, and you better believe I take full advantage.”

“What about the rest of us?” Hannah asked, pouting playfully. “Are we just the unwashed masses, forced to fend for ourselves in an unforgiving restroom world?”

“Wow,” he said. “If you’re that desperate, I guess I can make an exception.”

“That’s okay,” she told him. “I’m just giving you a hard time. I’m Hannah, by the way.”

“Hi Hannah,” he said, extending his hand and shaking hers. “I’m Finn. Are you having a good time?”

“I guess,” she said, sounding purposefully unconvincing.

“What’s wrong?” he asked. “As pledges, we’re supposed to make sure that all guests are enjoying themselves.”

She pretended to be hesitant to answer honestly, but then relented.

“It’s just so damn loud and there are so many people. I can barely hear myself think, you know?”

“What can I tell you, Hannah?” he said with an apologetic shrug. “It’s a fraternity party. Those things kind of come with the territory.”

“I know,” she replied, “but is there anywhere in this house that’s a little quieter, you know where you don’t have to shout for me to hear you? Like where we can actually talk?”

His eyes widened slightly at the realization that she wanted to talk with him in a more secluded environment. But he quickly managed to regain his cool.

“Guests aren’t allowed on the upper floors without express permission but there’s a mud room in the back of the house that’s pretty far from the speakers. You want to go there?”

“Sure,” she said coquettishly.

“This way,” he told her, leaving the room they were in and pointing down the hallway.

Hannah noticed that, despite his surprise at his seeming good luck, he still betrayed a self-satisfied smirk as he turned away from her. The sight of it filled her with a sudden wave of anger. If this guy was terrorizing one innocent girl and making time to act lecherously with another, he was really going to get the brunt of her wrath.

As she trailed him down the hallway, Hannah ordered herself to stay cool. She took several deep breaths, hoping they would quell the rage that threatened to erupt them and there. She could always bust out a police baton later if needed and smash the brains out of his skull like she’d almost done with Ash Pierce. Right now, she needed to remain calm and determine exactly who she was dealing with.

Once they got to the mud room, Finn pointedly pulled the door so that it was mostly, but not completely shut. It was definitely quieter in here, though Hannah could still feel the rumbling of the bass in her chest.

“So Finn?” she said with as much warmth as she muster, “what year are you?”

“Freshman,” he said. “You?”

“Same,” she told him. “And you said that you’re a pledge here?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Does that help you with the ladies?” she wondered.

“I don’t know yet,” he replied. “I guess you’ll have to tell me.”

She raised her eyebrows playfully.

“The jury is still out,” she said.

“What do I need to do to get a positive verdict?” he asked.

“Maybe help a girl feel a little more comfortable by letting her know a bit more about you?”

“What do you want to know?” he asked.

“For starters, where did you go to high school?” she posed, as if the question had just come to her.

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