So last night, there was some drinking and Trivia and I found ourselves in a position where we had to help our friend. Issue was, that she was on the other side of campus, it was 2am, and ours isn’t exactly the safest area of town. So our dear friend Kyle insisted on us texting him so he could meet us, and walk us home after we were done. This was sweet enough, but when we met him outisde the residence, it was cold and rainy. He had brought sweat pants for trivia (who was wearing a dress that night) and a sweater for me (since I was only wearing a thin jacket). And we say there are no good men left.