These freshman boys work fast. Two kids on the fourth floor tried to get me to come up to their room for flip cup before they realized I was an RA and then tried to claim we’d be flipping juice. Suuuure. And I think a girl hit on me, too. Either that or she actually did need Shampoo. I am not so perceptive about that sort of thing.
(For the record: Ashley thinks I should hit on her back, just to make sure. It’s a fair idea, I guess, except 1. it sounds like a bad sitcom way of handling things, and 2. her plan is ALWAYS “flirt first, ask questions later”. I think it’s best if I just let this lie.)
And then there’s Peck. He talked to me after the Floor Meeting. Seemed genuinely interested in where I was from and all that. I don’t know, he was nice, whatever, we’ll see…