#benjamin dell

“Don’t look now,” Tripp said, careening carelessly into whatever conversation Benji had just been immersed in, “But I just saw a freshman agree to do a polar bear dip in the fountain.” He grinned widely, knowing full well that the temperature of the water had dropped below anything tolerable. A joint quivered in the corner of his mouth, bobbing as he spoke. “Now’s your chance to be a hero Dell, offer her your jacket or something.” Tripp laughed, before bumping his shoulder purposefully, “Anyways, you got a light?”