‘Accidentally’ bump into her

The idea was to just accidentally bump into her and possibly forcing himself to spill a drink on him. That would at least **** a conversation start.

He found a random red cup that had been discarded on one of the tables. Mark picked it up, deciding he would cop the spill.

The room was well lit up, so it was a little more difficult to pull off here rather than somewhere dark like a nightclub dance floor. Wanting to do this right, Mark waited for her friends to leave before he timed his run perfectly.

Moving in her direction, Mark just lightly bumped into her sleeveless arm, throwing his hand back towards him, soaking his shirt in beer.

“Ohh my god, ooops I’m sorry! Fuck!” she said, putting her hands to her face, looking at Mark’s wet shirt.

“No you’re good, oh damn, I’m such a dummy,” he said, mocking himself in front of her, “Only problem is that I don’t have a change of shirt here, I’m actually from East Hall.”

Kayla looked concerned for him, her large tits didn’t move a muscle as she inspected his shirt a little closer, using her hands to check it out.

“I don’t have a man’s shirt for you but you could come up to my room and use my hairdryer on it,” she told him.

“Oh that would be awesome, thank you so much,” Mark said, feeling pretty slick about his successful start.

Kayla nodded her head towards the staircase at the end of the common room, “It’s no biggie, partially my fault anyways.”

Mark followed her up the stairs, feeling a little uncomfortable in his wet clothes but if things went right, he wouldn’t need any clothes at all in a few minutes.