Life In The Big
City
A FLYMF
Select Your Own Quest
by James Seidler
Stick to the original plan
You head slowly down the stairs, and upon reaching the bottom you see the source
of the noise that startled you. In the kitchen, the faint light of a refrigerator’s
bulb illuminates a pasty undergrad in dingy undies digging around for a midnight
snack. Leaving him to whatever feast of Hot Pockets and Macaroni and Cheese
awaits, you sneak past into the embrace of your now-Brothers for life. A cheer rises up at the sight of the sacred paddle,
and you are immediately deemed honorary king/queen of the fraternity, with all
of the beer drinking and hooking up that entails. Congratulations.
Your mom is surely very proud of you.