ELIAS WESTWORTH HAD BEEN YELLING FOR HELP FOR AN HOUR. Or well half an hour, after it hit the forty minute mark and no one came to help, he found that his throat grew sore and scratchy.  Someone would find him soon.  He just hoped it was before it got to cold.

He would not be accepting the extend invitation to him.  Not if it meant this. He had thought that after the drinks,  they would just return to their dorms.  But, he had been wrong.

They tied him to the statue, stripping him of his clothing. 

A few people walked by him. Some to drunk to care or bother him. One was to busy studying for a next that was the next day, a slice of pizza in one hand, and a book in the other. 

A laugh had caused his thought to stop, of what he would die from first, embarrassment or freezing.  It appeared to he humility as the new comer of the campus; light brown hair, green eyed and slightly taller then him. James Bowe

Had he mentioned that said man was extremely attractive?

"What the hell happened to you?" James asked, approaching him.

Elias hung his head in shame. "I hung out with the wrong people. Look, before you start laughing, can you at least untie me?"

James lifted his hands, beginning to untie the rope around Elias's hands.

Once his hand were untied, Elias rubbed at his wrists. "Thank you, seriously I thought I was going to freeze out here."

James had removed his jacket, dropping it over Elias's shoulders.  James offered to walk Elias back to his dorm, in case the same guys who did that in the first place, found him and tried again.

Elias invited James for lunch the next day.  And the two continued to hang out in Campus.  The two were inseparable.