How do I love Alex Cheng? Let me count the ways. I love when Alex Cheng FaceTimes me from JJ’s, asking how many burgers I want (2). I love when Alex Cheng wears his Vineyard Vines quarter-zip in 30º weather (stupid). I love when Alex Cheng hits the lowest notes in the group, and argues that he’s actually a baritone and “this is why we need more boys in Nonseq” (we do). I love when Alex Cheng gets mysterious phone calls in the beginning of rehearsal and Irish exits (I wish I was so bold). I love Alex Cheng.
