"Hang on," Mark said to his best friend as they stepped into their dorm. "I need a glass of water. Freakin' science building always dries me out." "Can't fool me, man," Alan said. "You just want to be hydrated so you can drink more tonight." "That too," Mark said as they cut through the lounge to get to the kitchen. "Hey, we're legal now, why not enjoy it?" "Right," Alan said, electing not to point out that Mark had been able to pass for twenty-one since freshman year. At least now that they both really were twenty-one, getting carded while Mark didn't was only humiliating, not any risk of getting kicked out of the bar. Opening the kitchen door, they found a note scrawled in bright blue marker. Whoever the fuck took my pizza Sat night Don't be a FUCK, Bring it back! "Those bastards stole my line," Alan chuckled. "Then it is yours?" Mark asked. "Should've told me, dud
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