"Shit! Marcus, I never should've believed your crap! Is this the hyped-up party you were talking about?"
Right now, Dean, wearing a T-shirt, was standing with Marcus in the dormitory's public activity area, which was so deserted not even a ghost was in sight.
"Dean, to catch a beautiful girl, we must make some sacrifices." Marcus, who knew his way around, pulled out a bundle of black plastic sheeting from a pile of miscellaneous stuff in the corner and shoved it into Dean's hands, "Here, we need to get this done before it gets dark!"
"What?" Dean looked at the plastic sheeting in his hands cluelessly.
