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soon as it’s finalized.”
    “Cool, I’ll be there!” Amanda said. “And can I borrow your Lit Hum notes from last week?”
    “You can, but they probably won’t make sense, since I zoned out during class and ended up just drawing slightly porno cartoons about Aristotle and Plato.”
    “Oh.”
    Very reached into her pocket for her credit card. She held it out for Amanda. “But if you’ll run over to Tom’s Restaurant and pick me up an order of eggs and home fries, your breakfast is on me.”
    Amanda took the card from Very. “I’m there! Well-done or over easy?”
    “Over easy, ‘course.”
    “Meet you back here in twenty.”
    “Awesome. And if you can find someone with decent Lit Hum notes from last week who’ll loan them to us, even better.”
    A male voice Very knew all too well responded, “You can borrow my notes.”
    Very rolled over onto her side so her backside was facing the latest person to arrive in the study lounge. “That’s okay, Bryan. But thanks anyway.”
    What, was he trying to be nice since he hadn’t bothered to give her a birthday present?
    The previous Halloween, Very had gone all out for Bryan’s birthday. She and Lavinia had thrown a Halloween-night birthday party for Bryan and his roommate, Jean-Wayne, who lived one floor below their own dorm room. It was the party after which Very and Bryan had stayed up all night creating The Grid, the online social hub that had solidified their friendship, and their campus celebrity.
    Neither Bryan’s nor Jean-Wayne’s birthday fell on Halloween. In fact, their birthdays weren’t even close. Bryan’s was in early September, Jean-Wayne’s in late November, but Halloween fell in between and therefore was excuse enough for a party.
    At the beginning of their first semester, the two sets of roommates—Very and Lavinia, Bryan and Jean-Wayne—had evolved into a tight circle at Columbia’s John Jay Residence Hall, an all-freshman dorm made up mostly of single rooms, with a few doubles scattered among the various floors. Very and Lavinia lived in room 745, Bryan and Jean-Wayne in room 645. Conveniently, both rooms were situated at a most choice social location—next to the kitchen lounge, home to the all-important microwave allowed on each floor. (Some people harbored private microwaves illegally in their rooms, but most students just used the permitted one in the kitchen.) Soon after freshman orientation, Very and Lavinia had learned a most important lesson in luring cute boys—or anybody, for that matter—to their room for socializing: No one could resist the smell of microwaved Chewy Chips Ahoy! cookies. They tasted better than homemade Toll House cookies straight out of the oven, required way less work, and tasted better still when topped off with the spliff that the boys one floor down sometimes procured somewhere in the stairwell—where the dorm’s petty dealer dealt—on their jaunts to follow the trail of the upstairs girls’ yummy freshly baked chocolate chip cookie smell. (Lavinia abstained from the weed but was always willing to pop the cookies back into the ‘wave for an extra twenty seconds upon the burnouts’ request. A real sport.)
    Not that it was hard to make friends in Jay, cookies or no cookies. Their particular residence hall was known as one of the more social dorms on campus, where students typically left their doors open for passersby to drop in at any whim to hang out or—doors sometimes closed and sometimes not—make out. Also, the building was home to John Jay Dining Hall, which due to its central location on campus could always be counted on as a prime meeting-and-greeting place, convenient as well since one could find an assortment of great breakfast cereals available for consumption at any time of the day or night. Cap’n Crunch = Primary Food Group, in Very’s optimal food pyramid.
    Very and Lavinia, soon after moving in and discovering they weren’t of the I-hate-the-very-sight-of-you roommate