Faking Bankruptcy, I Saw My Dorm's True Colors

We'd barely gotten into the dorm on the first day back when my roommate Cyril shoved his phone screen in front of me. "Look at this, benefactor. Helicopter skydiving, only three grand a head. I've been counting on you taking me the second school started." A year ago, I'd already have been dragging him out the door. But now my face went a little stiff. "I won't be able to treat you to meals anymore. My family's gone bankrupt."