Okay, seriously? Douchebag frat guys? If a girl is passed out, that doesn't mean you get to touch her. And it sure as hell doesn't mean that when I call you on being a rapey fuckhead you get to harass me via e-mail and phone.
Long story short: she's filing charges, so am I, he's probably getting kicked out of school, and I'm going pre-law. There were like, 300 people there and nobody but me did jack shit.
Thank everything my boyfriend actually respects me.