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Mark ran after his close female friend, she was upset about seeing Travis necking on with Tatiana. Tiffany didn’t want to hang around and watch, she was out of here.

Storming away, Mark caught up to her, “Tiff, are you alright?” he asked.

“Nope,” she bluntly said, walking away from the court yards.

He felt a little bad that he was the one whI pushed Tatiana into flirting with Travis but he knew this now opened the door to potential action with an angry Tiffany.

“Where are you going now?” asked Mark, unsure if she was going back to her dorm or not.

“Anywhere,” she said again, trying not to think about Travis or Tatiana.

Mark kept following her, she was walking very quickly, he almost struggled just to keep up.

As they kept walking, a group from East Hall were outside in a circle, chanting ‘Drink! Drink! Drink!’.

In the middle of the circle, there was a guy doing a beer bong. The person holding it up for them was pouring beer through the top to keep it going.

“TIFF! Get your ass over here!” yelled out someone from the group.

Tiffany looked at Mark for a second before shrugging and joining up with the group. With no other choice, Mark followed too.

Things at the moment looked to be run by Jess, the biggest cocktease on campus. It was a little surprise to see her hanging with fellow members from East Hall though as usually she’d be finding new boys to tease and flirt with.

Jess was also in a pair of light blue skinny jeans and a sleeveless light orange blouse.

“Alright Mark and Tiff,” said Jess, pointing at the two newcomers, “Price of admission is to have a go at the beer bong, who’s up first.”

The two looked at each other, Tiffany was a little unsure if she even wanted to be there at this stage. Mark decided to let her have more time to think about it as he volunteered first.

Mark jumped into the middle of the circle with a few claps and whistles as he did so. Grabbing the end of the beer pong, he waited as Zachary, the guy holding the other end of the beer bong, filled the plastic tube with a can of beer.

“3...2....” the counting down didn’t even finish before they released the opening and Mark had his mouth full of beer. He kept chugging on it, the pressure of the beer through the tube was very fast.

“YEWWW! That a boy Mark!” yelled Zachary as he watched Mark wipe his mouth from the foam of the beer.

“Good one Marky Mark!” yelled another voice from the group.

Jess smiled before looking back at Tiffany, “you’re up honey,” she said.

“Look I dunno...” she replied, not sure if she really wanted to get involved tonight.

The group weren’t going to let her get away with it though, especially not their RA.

“Oh come on Tiff, you’re our fearless leader! Do it for East Hall!” said Jess.

The crowd began to chant again, “Tiff! Tiff! Tiff! Tiff!”

Feeling the pressure, she knew there was no way out, “Alright, alright, alright, I’ll do it!” She said, now smiling.

“Give me a cider or a UDL though, anything but beer,” she said as she kneeled to the ground and got herself ready for the beer bong.

Mark couldn’t help but think sexual thoughts as he watched Tiffany kneel on the ground, mouth over the plastic tube. He imagined that tube being his dick and Tiffany covering it with her mouth. He thought about dropping that white tube top she wore, just to get a glimpse of her tits.

Before he knew it, she had finished the beer bong and was ready for more. Her attitude had changed a bit, she was now on board to getting drunk with her fellow hall members.

The crowd cheered as she told Zachary to put another one in. The red headed boy was quick to answer her demands, pouring in another cider.

As she finished another beer pong, Mark jumped slightly when someone whispered to him from beside him, “What’s with Tiff tonight? I can sense something’s off,” the voice said.

It was Jess, she had moved over to find out what had happened.

“Umm... think it’s something to do with one her other senior friends, some sort of drama there, I’m not sure,” said Mark, not knowing whether to reveal what had really happened.

“Hmm... well if you figure it out, let me know, I love being kept in the loop,” she said smirking.

Watching Tiffany finish three drinks through a beer bong in the space of five minutes worried Mark a little. It was a relief when Kyle took the beer bong off her to take a shot at it himself.

After an hour or so, the group started to disperse a little. Most people were completely blind drunk and were stumbling away to another area on campus or headed back in the direction of the East Hall to crash.

Tiffany was in that same boat, drunk out of her mind and struggling to keep her feet. It was probably time to get her home.

“Hey Tiff,” he said, helping her stand up, “I think we should get you home.”

She didn’t reply, just a slight nod of the head which was hanging off her shoulders, her long brown hair swaying down. Mark locked her arm onto his as they headed back to East Hall.

Mark was pretty much dragging her along. Her pretty little head was nestled on his shoulder and neck as he led her along.

Reaching the Hall, Mark asked her what Dorm room was hers.

“Room 101,” she said, slurring her words a little.

As they stood outside dorm room 101, Tiffany lent forward to rest her head on the door, she was completely out of it.

“Have you got a key on you?” asked Mark.

Tiffany didn’t respond, she just pointed to her right pocket. This made Mark smile, she wanted him to reach in and grab it himself.

The pocket was tight, those light blue jeans didn’t leave a whole lot of room for air. Reaching inside, Mark could feel her smooth thigh from inside the pocket, it was nice and warm in there. He fiddled around with the key inside so he could spend more time with his hand on her thigh.

After he finally took out the key, Mark opened up the door and helped lead Tiffany to her bed.

Turning on the lights, Mark could see that she had it way better off that everyone else in East Hall. The room was slightly larger, just one bed, she had the privacy of a room to herself. The bed was also bigger, she had a nice walk in wardrobe for all her clothing.

Mark noticed how clean everything was, no mess on the floors, everything on her desks was nice and organised. The perfect room for the perfect student.

Tiffany had plonked herself on the bed, she laid there still in her clothes, looking about to pass out.

“You alright? Can I get you anything?” Mark asked as he approached her bed, sitting on the side of it, just next to her.

“Mmm yeah I’m fine,” she said, looking ready to doze off.

Before she did, Tiffany put her hand on Mark’s arm, “Thank you for looking after me,” she said.

Mark smiled as he watched fall asleep. It didn’t take long at her, giving Tiffany a light shake, he knew she was out cold.

Taking in the sights of her beautiful passed out body, Mark figured he could probably just sleep next to her here. Would give him a chance for a midnight cuddle and he could just say the next day that he fell asleep unexpectedly.

He looked at her clothing, maybe she would be more comfortable without those jeans. Mark debated whether he should just sleep next to her like this or if he should make her more comfortable with less clothing.

The only worry was he was so anxious about not making this weird or awkward between the two.