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“Are you going to 216 for this party?” Matt asked.
“Nah, I’m going out with Carrie,” Kyle said.
“Have you heard anything about it?” Matt asked.
“Nope, not a thing,” Kyle replied. “I think it’s just a spur of the moment deal.”
“Cool,” Matt replied. “Catch you later. Have fun with Carrie.”
Kyle said he would and Matt continued on down the hall.
Because it was 7pm on a Friday night, the dorm was pretty empty. Most of the other young men were already out and about, getting drunk and hitting on whatever young women they could find.
Eventually Matt made his way to room 216. He knocked and was ushered in.
The small room was crowded, with about 20 of his fellow freshman—some with faces he recognized, some with ones he didn’t—sitting on the floor, cross-legged, most of whom had some kind of alcohol in their hand. The excitement was palpable, the room abuzz.
“What’s going on?” Matt asked, confused by the setup.
“Just sit down and get comfortable,” said a voice. He looked over towards the corner of the room and saw that the speaker was Seth Johnson, one of the inhabitants of room 216 and the craziest person he’d met so far. “You’ll find out soon enough.”
Matt shrugged and sat down, taking a spot as far away as possible from the others, near the door. He didn’t take part in the limited conversation. He was content to watch the others. He’d always been more of an observer than a participant. That was just the way he rolled.
He took a sip of his drink and grimaced a bit as it went down. It was a strong-ass drink, with four full shots of vodka mixed in. A few drinks later, the bottle was half-empty and he was already starting to get a nice buzz going.
Five minutes later Seth nodded to Andy Leonard, his roommate, who was on the other side of the room. Andy nodded back, then turned and locked the door.
“Is everybody ready?” Seth asked, a wicked little grin on his face.
“Fuck yeah,” someone replied immediately. “Let’s get this show on the road!”
The rest of the room broke out in nervous laughter and a few other threw out their own versions of the same sentiment.
Meanwhile, Matt just sat and watched, feeling a bit weird about the situation. Something didn’t seem quite right but he couldn’t put his finger on it. The good thing was, he didn’t give a fuck what anyone else thought about him, so if things did indeed get too weird, he’d have no problem bailing out in a heartbeat, regardless of the catcalls he’d receive.
“All right, everybody shut up,” Seth said.
For the most part, the room complied.
There was another round of cheers as Seth grabbed something off the bookshelf and held it up above his head as though it was The Holy Grail itself. Matt realized it was a videotape.
“Behold!” Seth said. “Every young man’s dream! The reason why we all came to college!”
“What is it?” someone called out.
“What the fuck do you think it is?” Seth said. “It’s a fucking porno!”
The room erupted in cheers once again.
Matt shifted in his seat. He was no stranger to porn—he’d seen a few movies in high school—but he wasn’t real big on watching it in a roomful of young men, and relative strangers at that. But he took another sip of his punch and vodka mixture and decided to ride it out for the time being.
Seth slipped the videotape into the VCR and addressed the crowd. “Are you guys ready to see some tits and ass!” he bellowed.
The crowd roared “YES!” in unison, all except for Matt, who was still content to observe.
Seth pressed play and the video began.
