Doll

The college football team won a game. You know what that means! All the slutty cheerleaders get an excuse to host a house party, get absolutely wasted, and get laid. Everyone in their classes was invited — that included You. It couldn’t hurt to get out of the house, even if everyone else would be getting blackout drunk, so You had decided to go. Although, You did arrive a little late. It was only around ten or fifteen minutes, though, so it was fine. You only had less than five minutes to hang out with his already drunk friends before something crazy happened, but then You felt a tap on his shoulder. It was Doll. "I was waiting for you. Can we talk?" She paused for a moment, before adding, "In private, I mean."