When the Bell Tolls

My friends and I had ended up at a frat house after a party. A very cute boy had followed me around all night, and I had nine beers in me, so I gladly followed him to his bedroom. He threw me down onto his messy bed, and I laid on my side, hoping the spinning would stop. I caught sight of a rope hanging from the ceiling, and looked up to see it was attached to a bell. I grabbed the rope and pulled it hard, sending the chimes out into the house. His roommates cheered in unison, as I figured out what the bell signified. I struggled out of the bed and pulled my shirt back on, leaving him to stare at his swinging bell.