Sophia Nitsche, News Editor
Once upon a Friday night, seven beautiful people sat around a bottle of… water, listening to music. Friends occupying all sorts of creative corners, the room they were in, amateurly decorated, held all of its guests like a glove. Some leaned on pillows, and others on each other’s laps, most with a calm, but not unpleasant look on their face. Vivian Kopka, a young, vibrant woman, turned to her friend Zeke with a mischievous look. She cupped her hand around their ear and looked around suspiciously as she told them something of the utmost importance. Zeke nodded their head, and with a startling jump, they pumped their fist in the air and yelled,
“Karaoke!”
All sitting in a metaphorical circle, each friend perked up, one after the other, and as if the spirit of the night seeped in through the floor, they all stood up, pumped their fists into the air, and yelled,
“Karaoke!”
Flora Milford, one of the hottest brunettes on campus (statistically), took a huge swig of water and handed it around to her buzzing friends. Their crescent moon faces consumed every last drop, and as soon as the clock hit 11:00 p.m., they started their march across campus. Spinning down the stairwells, and hopping over concrete curbs, the friends were quite the spectacle. Ella Diers, and Cam Stenberg, two of the seven people, wore the same hot-pink T-shirt cut vertically so that the two best friends could, in their words,
“Match-ie twin-sie”
When they reached the end of the block, the famous twenty-foot neon C-Haus sign made their shirts turn a purple color that everyone noticed but said nothing. Not unlike how one manages to sober up around a parent, the group straightened up on entrance, saluting and greeting their many friends. Sophia Nitsche and Siona Shishak, the best dancers in the pack, got to work, shredding the dance floor, and cranking moves. Distracting the C-Haus patrons from signing up for karaoke, while the five others scribbled their names on the list as many times as possible, contracting them legally to sing. Once the heist was complete, they all hustled to the stage, and sang their favorite song, “All Girls Are the Same” by Juice World, twenty times.
Featured Image Credit: Slate.com
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