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The party was in full swing by the time y/n exited her room, bell bottom jeans fitting perfectly paired with a floral shirt that flowed around her elbows. She made her way directly to the kitchen to get herself a drink when she's finally confronted by someone.

"Hey y/n."

"Bradshaw, enjoying your first college baseball party?" She questions, popping open two beer cans.

"You could say that." Bradley chuckles taking the second beer from her. "So what was that between you and mr team captain earlier?"

"It's nothing." Y/n sighs.

"Looked a lot more like something." Bradley states, watching the girl take a rather large swig. "Ya know if you ever need to talk—"

"Thanks Bradley." Y/n smiles finishing her beer. "I'm gonna go do some shots."



"Listen, all I'm saying is that if were gonna be wild and free, we might as well go for it." Y/n drunkenly giggles leaning against Mickey's shoulders. "You picking up my groove, Mickey Mouse?" Y/n pokes Mickey's nose, giggling again when he simply nods. "You gotta just jump head first into the pit and live a little. So, go flirt with the fox you've been staring at." Y/n shoves Mickey off the chair toward the girl.

"When she lets loose, she really lets loose, huh?" Bradley questions.

"Man you ain't seen the half of it." Javy chuckles. "Every time that foxy mama gets wasted, she tries to sleep with everyone."

"Tries?" Bradley questions.

"Yepp." Javy nods.

"What? No one wants to show her a good time?"

"Oh we do! Don't get me wrong. But she is the Resident Off-limits Foxy Mama or ROFM as Jake says it."

"Jake seems to have a lot to say about her." Javy immediately starts laughing. "What so funny?"

"Dude, Jake and Y/n have been dating since high school." Bradley stares at Javy in shock. "Jake proposed to her on graduation with the agreement that they could experiment during college."

"Holy shit. Ya know if I had a babe like her, I wouldn't even think about doing that." Bradley's gaze doesn't leave y/n as she dances with another freshman.

"Well still don't. Baseball guys are completely off limits." Javy informs. "Jake likes to make freshman and transfers learn the hard way but I like you, so don't get yourself killed." Bradley nods as Javy takes off into the crowd. Soon after, Y/n stumbles over to Bradley.

"Hey Brad Brad!" She giggles at her own words.

"Brad Brad?" Bradley chuckles.

"Yea. Bradley Bradshaw. Double Brad. Brad Brad. That's your new nickname." She starts laughing again as she drops down to the couch next to him.

"If you're gonna give me a nickname, I guess I better give you one."

"Folks used to call me Foxy."

"Really?" Bradley questions.

"Please! I know about Jake's whole ROFM thing." She says, almost too serious for how giggly of a drunk she is. "Some of the previous players called me Foxy for short cause I benched anyone who mentioned Resident Off-limits Foxy Mama around me."

"Well, Foxy," Bradley winks, bringing back y/n's giggles. "I'm not scared of your boy toy and his threats."

"Really?" Y/n asks, leaning closer to Bradley who nods.

"So if I tell you to meet me in my room in 10 minutes with another bottle of tequila, you'll say...?"

"I'll be there in five." He smirks.

"Okay, see you then. Brad Brad." She winks as she stands from the couch and walks towards her room.

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