Eros
"Dude, you good?"
I looked over at James, nodding. "Yeah."
"Still pissed about your girl?"
"Honestly, yeah," I said, spritzing my cologne on my body, "who the fuck buys something like that?"
"An eighteen year old girl, that's who," he said, "why are you so worried?"
"'Cause I know guys," I said, looking over at him.
"Bro, I thought you basically didn't give a fuck about her anyways," he said, swiping my bag of steroids from the counter in front of me, "thought these were your thing now."
I grabbed the bag from his hand, clenching my jaw. "I care about her."
He looked over at me, not looking too convinced.
"I'm also not thinking about her tonight," I said, "I'm going to Ryan's to have a good fucking time."
"Yeah, well, if you really love her, you'll get about two drinks in and want to call her," he said, "so we'll see how that works out."
I glared over at him, rolling my eyes.
"And I'm getting wasted, too, so we're gonna have to find a DD somewhere," he said.
"Or just stay at Ryan's," I said, "he's got room."
"Perks of being an upperclassmen with rich parents," he said, smiling over at me.
I looked at myself one last time in the mirror, unbuttoning the top button of my shirt before turning off the bathroom light. James and I walked out of our dorm, running into a few other guys.
"Yo, I heard the girls' team is coming, too," Noah said, his hands on my shoulders, "and we know how soccer players are built, let me t-"
"Yeah, your boy Eros has a girlfriend," James said, looking over at the two of us as we walked down the hallway.
"No shit?" Noah asked, laughing.
I placed my tongue in my bottom lip, fighting a smile.
"Well, shit, what's she look like?"
"She's pretty," James chimed in, "a little too pretty for Eros's liking-"
"Cut that shit out, man," I said, "come on, I said I'm not thinkin' about her tonight. Let me have my freedom?"
I walked backwards out of our dorm building, looking around for our Uber that I'd booked for us. Once we found it, we all piled in.
"Yo, you want a shot?" Noah asked, nodding towards the driver.
"No, I'd rather drive sober," he muttered.
I chuckled, grabbing the bottle of tequila and taking a sip.
"Well, I drive great when I have had a sip of tequila," Noah said.
"He said no, man," James said, cautiously grabbing the bottle and taking a sip.
Noah leaned his head back and sighed, shaking his head. "I'm manifesting three hot girls tonight."
I laughed, dapping him up. My phone chimed, making me look down at it.
[From: Josie]
Please be safe tonight
I turned my phone over, my tongue in my bottom lip.
"Well, that's sweet," Noah said.
"She's suffocating sometimes," I said, shaking my head.
"I think it's nice that she gives a fuck," James said, "you know how many guys would kill for that?"
