Tom was angry. He was angry of always being second best to an arrogant, manipulative, gaslighting, self-righteous prick who only had muscles for brains. Avery was too smart to be dating Cormac.

Tom and Avery had been hooking up secretly for a few months now. The sex was great, the sneaking around wasn’t.

He approached Avery in her dorm, “My God, he’s insufferable!” He groaned in frustration as he ran a hand through his hair. “It’s almost impressive how out of touch he is.”