Brett
“Absolutely not.”
Ollie stared at me across the table.
I stared back.
“I haven’t even finished talking.”
“You said children’s hospital and volunteer. I already know where this is going.”
“Then enlighten me.”
He leaned back in his chair and folded his arms. “You’re going to volunteer somewhere because Cassie said she wants to work with kids, then conveniently make sure she finds out about it. She’ll get all misty-eyed, you’ll look heroic, and somehow your p***s will be forgiven for four years of stupidity.”
I nearly choked on my coffee.
“What the f**k is wrong with you?”
“A lot, but we’re discussing you.”
We were sitting in the student center between classes because I’d made the mistake of asking Ollie if he knew anywhere around campus that needed volunteers. I figured he’d
