No. Mark runs out of courage and decides to go to his room.

Afraid of what he would find, mainly, of the state that Monique would find, he decides to go to his own room. Unable to sleep, Mark does something he has never done before: he drank a whole bottle of whiskey that Matt was hiding for another day. It was the only way to stop thinking about Monique, to feel the humiliation he felt, to stop with the fire of lust that consumed him.

He wakes up late, with a big hangover. Matt then tells him everything he learned during the morning about the facts of the night before. Apparently there was a solid 50 to 60 of them that crashed the opposing territory.

While going through his socials at lunch with Matt and Daniel, he overheard Paul, the male RA of East Hall, chatting to a couple of people at the table next to theirs. It was clear it had something to do about this **** plan that was floating around campus ever since the Westmere guys left last night.

Paul patted one of the guys on the shoulder before moving along to their table. Standing above them, he gave them a wink and started asking them if they were in, assuming they already knew.

“You dudes in tonight? Plan Take down the Bulldog?” he said.

“We’ll be in, no matter what,” said Matt, speaking on behalf of all three of them, “But what’s the plan bulldog thing.”

Paul then explained briefly about how they were going to storm their college football ground, Westmere Stadium ~ Home of the Bulldogs. There had been a plan hatched to storm the stadium and rip down the big bulldog head that was positioned underneath the scoreboard, above the grandstand.

“You really think you’re going to be able to get it down?” Mark asked.

“Sure Mike, couldn’t be easier.”

“It’s Mark,” he corrected him again, Paul was terrible with that.

“Oh yeh sorry dude, anyways, we’re gonna split up into groups when we’re there, some will storm the ground, some are gonna trash other areas and some are doing a panty raid,” he explained.

After Paul left, the three chatted about the plan, “Are we really going to do this?” asked Daniel.

“What are you worried about getting in trouble?” Matt asked, not impressed with his attempt to back out.

“Yeah I’m not really worried about that, I’m more worried about some Westmere idiot taking me down and beating me up.”

It was a good point he raised, that was a massive risk that they would be taking if they went to Westmere tonight.

Matt made sure they weren’t going to back out though, “Just be part of the panty raid group then if you’re afraid of the guys, you’ll run through there with issue at all, not like the girls are going to stand there ground.”

Hearing that and knowing Matt wasn’t going to let them bail, Mark and Daniel agreed to go. At least for Mark, it will help him to forget a little about the blond torment that doesn't come out of his head.

High chance of being beaten up, all for a bit of school pride. Mark didn’t like how this was going.