Title: If Greater Want of Skill
Word Count: ~5K
Warnings/content: fraternity, drunkenness/drunk sex, poetry, banter, bets & wagers, excessive swearing.
Summary: PWP. Merlin's Friday isn't going to plan, to say the least. Especially when he takes the wrong late-night bus and ends up in Frat Row where he meets Arthur, the annoying frat boy that sits behind him in poetry class, who, by the way, is entirely to blame for the drunkenness, betting, sex, and poetry reciting that follows.
Author's Notes: thanks to sspraker on tumblr for the prompt: "Merlin is uni student who gets on the wrong late-night bus and ends up in Frat Row, where he meets Arthur". It inspired a drabble that turned into this fic because people are terrible enablers. IT REALLY WASN'T SUPPOSE TO BE THIS LONG. I'm also using this to also fill my 'drunkfic' square on my Trope Bingo card.
Thanks to Ing, as always, for the brainstorming and the quick beta. Her hatred of Alexander Pope really helped pushed this fic forward.
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