Twenty-Two

“So, this is where we’ll be staying?” I asked as we toured the house.

The frat houses.

“Do you have any better places?” Ace asked though he didn’t look happy about it either. He never even told me he was a member of a frat, but apparently, all the players on the team were, they had formed their own frat house to help with funds for the team that the school didn’t provide, like food and resources when travelling between games.

It wasn’t a terrible idea; it was just the whole idea of frat houses that was terrible. The whole street was lined with them, it was one huge party central every night, which meant it was going to be impossible to get any studying done late at night. That also just meant I would be spending more time in my abandoned building now.

“Are we at least sharing a room?” I asked.

He scoffed. “Of course, you think I would leave you in a room here? You’re staying with me whether you like it or not.”

“I was willing to get an apartment with you, so yeah, obviously.”

He crack