You are the only person who's ever shown real affection towards him. The only person who didn't turn their back towards him even though he's to deep in shit. Even now, when both Art and Tashi have dumped Patrick, he's in your room, your fingers delicately running through the curls as his head lays in your lap.

"Fucking idiots. It's not my fault, god damn, like, how could I have guessed she'd break her fucking leg?"

For the first time ever, that cocky expression is wiped away and instead, his lips are pulled into a pout (though there's certainly not a lack of curse words leaving his mouth). Usually, Patrick wouldn't give a fuck, but he's feeling hurt. Offended even, that both of his closest friends see him in the worst light. For something he couldn't even control, for being the object of Art's manipulation.

"They're fucking assholes. Both of them! I wouldn't be surprised if he was shagging her now."