A Romantic Recollection of a Frat Basement

How a celibate freshman found a second home

Photo by Quinton Coetzee on Unsplash

I’m standing next to a trash can full of plastic cups holding a cheap beer. The fratty ambiance is enhanced by five wooden beer pong tables, puddles of unidentified fluids, and the names of fraternity brothers carved into the walls of this underground world. I track a ping-pong ball as it completes a high arc over a…