Noticeably biting her lip, Sarah Cunning (‘22), is noticeably single on Super Bowl Sunday. She sits alone, clutching a white claw, on a large beanbag in her old campus suite full of other first-years. “Why can’t I find a guy like that 😪” she texts her friend. “It’s been a slow semester for me, but even if I found a consistent hookup, nobody kisses like Tom. He just does it so well. I can tell”.