****** Jake had found Alex earlier and said he was taking Ash home because she’d had too much to drink. It was a little past midnight. He’d handed...Alex his keys saying he’d take Ash’s car and telling Alex to bring Zara home. Alex had spent the past hour searching for her. When he finallly did find her, he saw that she was drunk, disgustingly drunk. She’d been dancing, but there was something wrong. She hadn’t seemed to be enjoying it. Nonetheless, she’d looked hot, with sweat gleaming on her. She found one that she knew Jake liked. It was a pink tank-top that tied tight around the back of her neck- no bra, of course.Mike and Jake were sitting in front of the television set watching the basketball game, talking sports. “But if they ran a full-court press the whole game they’d have to tap into their bench too early, and they’re just not that deep!” Jake stated.“Yeah, I guess. But don’t you think UNC would crack under that sort of pressure?” Mike replied.“I don’t know,” Jake said. It was stone, or bricks, aligned haphazardly and not at all symmetrical. There were some tables, more like nightstands, two wooden chairs, and the pod behind me. It looked very strange in these surroundings. It sounded cliché even to think, but it felt like I had stepped back in time. The room wasn’t very large and the dominant feature was the large wooden door in front of me.As my eyes adjusted to the light I saw a dress was draped over one of the tables. I stepped over to it and saw a note. The rule is non de***********ive, other than the one line. So, are you guys with me or what”? More roars for the affirmative, so we proceeded. “And guys, when you look in the mirror the see your new cuts, keep ur hands off ur dicks. NO JACKIN OFF BEFORE THE GAME” !Game time had finally arrived---we busted through the banner, with helmets in hand, proudly displaying our new spiked up mohawks. The crowd went nuts. I could see several of the tigers making jesters at us---mostly unbelievable.