Forgetting How to Breath

He needed a drink. He needed to get laid. He needed to get so wasted that he couldn’t remember his own name. He should have been at one of those overcrowded frat parties with endless liquor and so many slutty girls all dressed in the same slutty clothes that they really shouldn’t be offended when you can’t remember whether they were Courtney of Caroline. Cal should have been making some really bad choices right about now.

So why the fuck was he at the library?
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When Cal's girlfriend breaks up with him just after a year of being together, Cal is devastated. Well, sort of. Whatever the case, he finds himself in the college's library.

Enter one arrogant, sharp-tongued nerd.