you were going into your first year of college. it was your dream college, and you still couldn’t believe that you had gotten in.

no one in your family had ever been to college, so you had a huge pressure on your shoulders to live out a college experience.

and that seemed to be easier than you thought.

you and your roommate, lindsay, became friends instantly, and she introduced you to her friend group.

it consisted of 10 people all from different areas, but you got along with most of them.

especially rory woody, he was the basketball captain at your college, and was very good- but he didn’t show off. he was very humble, and the two of you were very close.

he had even been giving you the life you always wanted. he invited you to parties, team events, games, everything. it gave you a true college experience, and in return you tutored him. it was hard for him to learn new things as quickly as they did, so you were helping him.

it’s a friday night, and you’re in his dorm helping him study for a test.

he’s working on his computer on his bed on one side, and on the other side your writing on a notebook.

while your writing, you see a message come up on his phone.

and being as nosy as you are, you glance over at read it. it’s from one of his teammates asking him if he was going to a party.

rory grabbed his phone and responded before going back to his computer.

you look over at him for a moment.

“you can go to the party.” you say.

he looks over at you through his glasses, that he never wears, except for around you, and responds.

“I know. i don’t want to go.”