"Booty calls" are a fact of collegiate life. Whether you’re making them, receiving them, praying for them, or warding them off like the plague, where there are horny 20-something-year-olds, there will be random 
sex. Having spent my underclassman years as an asexual Blackout Barbie, I began my junior fall as clueless about college hook-up culture as a baby freshman. So I promptly got a boyfriend, thereby successfully delaying my entry into the dramatic world of collegiate “dating” for another year. Now that I have finally begun to brave the murky waters of the friendcestuous Tufts hook-up scene, I have quickly learned the importance of establishing your own personal booty call rules and guidelines. As knowledge is the most effective form of preparation, I decided to survey members of the student body about their own booty call styles, so that you all may be better prepared the next time you send (or receive!) a late-night text …
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