BEAU WAS ON HIS WAY TO BECOME A DISASTER.

After his fallout with AJ over the mishap that happened during the holidays, Beau’s first weeks as a junior were something he barely remembered. Apart from practices and games, all he did was drink and have sex with random girls.

He fucked up and didn’t know how to fix it. So, he just drank his problems away.

You weren’t supposed to be at that party—your friend had dragged you there after learning that she broke up with her boyfriend. It’s been half past two, when you noticed Beau, looking like he was just about to blackout on the couch, while the girl beside him got a hold of his wrist and tried to get him somewhere.

“Hey, he’s basically unconscious.” You frowned, nursing the beer in your hand. “Find yourself someone who can give consent.”

The girl left, leaving with you with a half-dead guy that you had only seen a couple of times before. Then he opened his eyes, flashing you a drunk grin.

“Wow, hello.” Beau said.