there was a really good chance that sebastian was in way over his head. as he trekked through the heart of campus, an excessively large bag of chinese takeout in his arms, he attempted to come up with a valid excuse for his actions. after a few long seconds of deafening silence, he concluded that college was supposed to be a time of self-exploration and his parents and their snobby friends could choke on their unwarranted opinions for all he cared. quickly shaking his head to dispel the unwelcome thoughts swirling through his mind, sebastian pushed through the doors of the delta sigma chi house and headed straight for the staircase, giving a nod of acknowledgement to the few brothers seated around the massive television with half-eaten pizza boxes in their laps. deftly making his way towards the room he knew belonged to shiloh, he paused outside the door and gave it a few quick knocks, “i have a delivery for a needy little shit.”