“So I’m guessing you’ve met tons of hot guys hanging out at that frat house. Anyone caught your fancy yet?”
Her choice of words was hilarious. Caught my fancy? Who talked like that? It sounded like something Bubbe would say.
“I’ve only been here like three days.” I evaded her question. Doug was way out of my league and what did I really know about him, anyway?
Elise broke my mental anguish. “So, no boys?”
I got the sense she didn’t believe me. “No,” I lied.
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