She was just there to listen. She and I talked a lot. She still lived in the dorm we moved into when we transferred which was only a couple blocks from Sigma Chi. It came in handy because if I left Sigma Chi, I could get to her dorm quicker than I could get to my own apartment. I could rehash everything, gather myself, and go home and no one had to know anything had happened. Especially Stacy. She couldn’t tolerate one more of Noah’s fuck ups. Becki’s boyfriend wasn’t much of a partier so she and I rarely got to hang out and drink together. So, the weekend Shawn was in Philadelphia for a job interview, she came out to Sigma Chi with me. We were excited to just have a chance to drink and have a good time together. For much of the night, we danced, goofed around and hung out with some of the brothers that usually didn’t give me the time of day. Becki had that effect on guys. She was an artist, and most guys found her obvious sensuality quite intriguing.
