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Despite James’s promises of getting the ‘White for whites’ to calm down their rhetoric, the racist movement within the opposition keeps going strong. It even goes so far as “white for whites” members, both guys and girls, publically insulting white support girls as sluts, whores and race traitors. White guys in the support side are then accused of being cucks because they supposedly enjoying their girlfriends get fucked by ‘niggers’ as they say.
Eve repeatedly tells James the ‘white for whites’ are out of control and need to be stopped and he keeps promising he will. But every time without success.

Then the big one happened.
To motivate more girls to participate at the third white girl Wednesday, ‘The Mandatory Diversity Committee’ started spreading propaganda to motivate cheating.
They have this one poster with a white girl in the middle bolding hands with both a white guy and a black guy. Above the characters is a text.

Sex should not be a limitation to relationships. I don’t mind my girlfriend having intercourse with a black guy. As long as she comes back at the end of the day, I am alright with it. It isn’t cheating if it’s for diversity.

This sparks new outrage among the ‘white for whites’. Posters all over the campus are being pulled down and dumped in a metal barrel they got from … god knows where. Then they burned the posters and engaged in more hate speech.

Two days after that event, after sunset, Eve is walking around near campus when she suddenly hears someone yelling. She looks over and sees some guy, drunk off his ass, rambling against what appear to be imaginary people.
“Pretend you didn’t see him and keep going.” Eve thinks to herself.
Meddling in the business of drunk strangers is only asking for trouble anyways.
Then she hears the guy yell, “Fffucking white vor whites, ruining alllll I’ve worked for. They should all just go put themzzzelves out of my misery.”
“Wait,” Eve thinks, “Could that be …?”
Despite her better judgement, Eve gets closer to the drunk guy and … “James? Is that you?”
James turns to Eve, almost loses his balance and says, “Oh, hi Eve.” Then takes another sip from a bottle of **** he’s holding.
“James, what’s going on?” Eve asks.
“Jus heard of another longtime member of oppose that’s switchin to support.” James explains. “Is like the vv, vvi, vvivvvivtyeth this month. You know what he zaid? Cause he didn’t want to be called a razizt … anymore.”
James tries to take another sip, but while doing so he loses his balance and falls on the ground.
“I … I’m not a razizt, Eefe. You know tha, wight?” James says looking up at her.
He looks so … not pathetic. Fragile? Completely unlike the James Eve knows.
“And neither are many of the oppose ztudents.” James continues. “But then those vucking white vor whites come up, and all of those false racism accusations suddenly feel true.”
As he talks James’s eyes start tearing up.
“I can’t do this anymore, Eefe. I tried to tell them they’re doing more harm than good. They just don’t listen to me.”
That is when James finally starts crying.
“Poor guy.” Eve thinks. “Seems like every time he promised to reel them in he actually meant it.”

Eve sits down next to James and says, “I know you’re not a racist, James. You never were.”
James grabs hold to eve’s arm, trying to find some comfort.
“But then why are you against the mandate, don’t you want people to care about each other more?”
“It is wong!” James says accusingly. “You can’t just **** people into having zex with people they don know. That is why the mandate and the vite girl vendays are wrong.”
“Nobody is **** to participate with a white girl Wednesday, James. It’s all voluntary.” Eve explains. “Besides, it’s not only for white girls. Black girls can join too.”
This seems to calm James down.
“And white guys can join too. Have you forgotten that?”
“Then why are there alvays zo few vhite guys, Eefe? It’s cause they don’t want us.” James slurs. “They get to have all our girlz, and we get noffin. Is not fair. The committee is anti-white I tell you. Is them who are the razists.”
Oh boy, James is letting his anger take over again.
“James, the white guys don’t come because they don’t want to come.” Eve explains. “Look, I’ll prove it. Why don’t you go to the next white girl Wednesday. It’s only a few more days. You’ll see, you’ll get treated just the same way as everybody else.”
James now looks up at Eve like a hopeful child.
“R … really?” He asks.
“Really.” Eve assures him.
Eve then throws one of James’s arms over her shoulders and stands up with him.
“Come, I’ll help you to your dorm.”

Eve walks James to his dorm. There she comes across a few friends of him who take over from her.
Who knew James was having such issues.