Attend a party

Your spirits are so downcast when you think of how spectacularly your great plans failed that you almost walk right past the poster without noticing it. Fortunately, you take a second glance and see the announcement for the Freshman Welcome Dance that evening. The poster says it will be a great opportunity to meet your fellow classmates and to start the school year with a bang.

“If only Sarah had managed to end up as my suite mate, I’d be starting the year right now with a bang,” you say morosely to yourself.

Nevertheless, a party may be just what the doctor ordered to get you out of your doldrums. You make note of the time and location and return to your room to get ready.

When the time for the party arrives, you get there and find that quite a few of your classmates have already started the celebration. You write your name on the name tag handed to you at the door, and begin to mingle.

You silently congratulate whomever it is who decided everyone should have a name tag. This allows you to simultaneously learn your classmates’ names and scope out the tits of the girls.

You make your way to a refreshment station, silently admiring one blond girl’s very impressive rack, when suddenly you freeze in your tracks at the sight of her name: Sarah Rhodes.