What Large Pecs You Have
On the seventh day of freshman orientation, I ran into the cafeteria like I was running the hundred-meter dash, desperate to get my favorite grilled sausage.
Instead, I crashed straight into my childhood friend's embrace.
The idiot was shirtless, and his huge pecs smacked me right in the face and the impact knocked me onto my butt.
In the seconds I lost, the grilled sausage was almost gone. I almost fell apart. Seven days, and I had only managed to eat them once.
My childhood friend waved a plate of grilled sausages in my face, then spat on it. "Yup, no. Not giving you any."
Furious, I slapped his hand away. "Stay away from me. I get dizzy around big pecs."
My childhood friend instantly lost it. "I'm still better than that useless fiance of yours!"