Zoe arrives at the frat party

Zoe had spent most of her life staring at her phone and made her way to the party with hardly an upward glance. As she drew near, the familiar sounds of a raucous party drew her in unerringly.

Glancing up briefly as she drew near, Zoe saw the frat house. It was a classic fraternity house, tall with white pillars framing the entrance, not to mention the many students on the lawn, the entryway, and visible through every open window. It looked like an anthill; there were people everywhere.

Zoe smiled and tucked her phone away as she stalked up the sidewalk in front of the house, passing a group of young men who stopped to stare at her as she passed. "Hey babe, where are you going?" One slurred at her as he stood holding a red plastic cup in his hands.

Zoe didn't even look at the drunk young man as she walked through the open front door and into the loud party.

There were students everywhere. Men and women were dancing, talking, drinking, and groping each other everywhere she looked.

This might be a good time, she thought to herself. Probably not, but maybe.