Go get some lunch

You walk to the cafeteria, trying to make sure you don't look too hungover so the teachers don't get any wind that you were one of the kids drinking last night. When you reach the cafeteria, you realize there's no need in the slightest. Many, many other students are pale-faced, slumped in their seats and staring down at their food. Every few minutes, people rush to the bathroom to vomit up what little food they've eaten. Feeling a bit better in comparison, you shuffle over to the counter, buying yourself a fatty, greasy bacon sandwich with heaps of melted cheese.

Collapsing in a seat, you begin picking at your meal. Tearing into your sandwich, you stuff sections of the sandwich into your mouth, devouring your meal as your hunger pangs overpower your hangover.

After a half hour of eating, by the time you're just chewing on crusts, the other guys wander in. Lukas, Ben and Daniel sit down next to you, looking queasy but hungry as they stare at their meals.

"Good night, guys?" you ask.

"Great night," Lukas replies. "Fucking shitty morning."

"Yeah," Ben nods, scratching the back of his head. "I hope we have a few more parties throughout the year."

"There should be," Lukas says. "Hell, even if not. Do any of you want to go get a drink and head into town to enjoy our day off? I have some hidden in my room."

"I'd sooner kill myself than touch liquor again. Maybe a cider, though," you say.

"Sweet, let's go," Lukas says, standing up as you head back to the room to go out for the day.

So far, your stay in the school has been pretty terrific. You really have to thank your parents for sending you here some day. The food's average, the teachers aren't the nicest, the schoolwork is hard, but dammit, none of that matters, because the odds are really in your favor here.