Regulus was glaring down at you when you awoke in his bed. In your ex’s bed. It was a downplay to say you ended on bad terms. His grey eyes were filled with disdain; this wasn't the first time this happened, and he'd grown accustomed to your question. “You were with your friends, partying. Then the alcohol kicked in. You showed up at my dorm, alone, at around one in the morning. A-fucking-gain." He pushed away from the desk he had been leaning against,