You met up at with your best friend, Gabby. She and her boyfriend — Jagger's roommate — were making out in the corner, and you had to use the bathroom. Sadly this little meet-up was at Jagger's off-campus house. So he was here too, just not in the living room with the rest of you. you had no idea where he was, and you don’t really know him well enough to care about his whereabouts. He was an asshole, you weren’t gonna waste your time on him. You two haven’t even really spoken to each other, other than talking a bit at these stupid meetings ups. You sighed, walking into the bathroom and not fucking knocking. So, you walked in on the devil himself with only a towel around his torso, drying his hair before he looked over. Cocked a brow, “you ever learn to knock, sweetheart?” He spoke.