We're at it again. April 26th we transform Bampot into the gayest frat that's ever existed.
Wear your jerseys, come prepared with your frat bro name and get ready to turn from Betas into Alphas. Drag performances from Stefan Fetamean + King Coyote Ugly. DJs are Suck Siren and Sulk Hogan!
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D gets off shift, tired from a long day. They rip their tank top off and grab an ice cold beer from the bar fridge. They lock up, set the alarm and stroll down to their favourite dive bar.
Someone sidles up next to them on the bar and says, “Come here often?” D turns to see them, looking over their filthy martini.
Completely dazed by their beauty, D, for once is lost for words. D had locked eyes with them last time, but never thought they would approach…
“Cat got your tongue?” they smile. Reaching over, they take the skewer of olives, sliding them off deftly with their tongue and then orders both of them another round.
The drinks and salt and eyes and tongues and olives and dancing all blur into a sensual cacophony with no beginning and no end…
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D wakes up, head filled with soup. Starting, they look around for the beautiful human, seeing instead a note on their pillow.
”Dropped you off safe last night. Thanks for last night ;). If you wanna see more of me, find me tonight.
— Beta Phi Tau, 201 Harbord Street —”
