Make sure Derek's all right

You sigh. You can't responsibly leave this guy to his own devices. Not when he's this drunk.

"Yeah, you know, it's not your bed, but you should probably get some sleep, man," you say to Derek. "You're a lot drunker than I realized. What's your dorm?"

"Mmmmm. P-Paul Hall. Heh. Paul Hall...tha's funny..." Derek chuckles, slurring slightly.

"All right, well, I think we'd better get you back there. You have a roommate?"

"Yeah..."

"Cool. Ok, Leah, why don't we..." You move over to Derek and Leah silently moves to help as you lift him off the bed. He sways unsteadily on his feet as you get his arm around your shoulder, and Leah helps support him from the other side.

"Nnnnnno, not fair," Derek complains. "I still wanna party...I got some more in me..."

"Sure," you say soothingly. "We're just uh...going to another party."

"Ohhh...ok, tha's...ok, I guess," Derek mumbles.

It takes you and Leah a while to navigate down the stairs, through the orgy, and out the door with Derek. Things in the downstairs area are still going full-swing; most of the onlookers seem to have departed, with just those willing to participate in the orgy left. Yang the Stud is still going strong, now fucking a blue-haired girl in moose antlers up the ass as she squeals and writhes on his platform. You push your way past a pair of DOM bros ejaculating onto the face of an exhausted-looking, athletic blonde, and finally make your way into the open air. Which has the benefit of smelling significantly better than the indoors had...

Now that you're out of the house, it's a long-ish trek across campus, but faster going, and much quieter, so you can actually have a conversation. "So..." you ask out loud. "You settling into everything ok?"

Derek is too foggy to answer, and after a few seconds Leah realizes that you're asking her. "Y-yes. Everything's fine," she says quietly.

"_You're _f-fine, Leah," Derek mutters sleepily. The buxom blonde girl blushes.

"I wish you'd stop saying things like that," she says quietly. Derek doesn't catch it, but you do. You frown.

"Why? Your guy seems very into you, seems like that'd be a good thing. I don't think everyone is so...uh...considerate. Or gentlemanly."

"It's just that it, it, it isn't...about that!" Leah exclaims, with a sudden and surprising burst of energy. "I'm not his because he likes me, and it doesn't matter that he likes me. And it's not important whether he thinks I'm pretty - and if he does, he's got weird taste - because what's supposed to be happening is that we learn to be partners, and that I learn how to be the _right kind of _partner, and that doesn't necessarily mean feeling good all the time!"

"My taste in't weird," Derek protests mildly.

"I...I hear what you're saying, Leah," you say carefully. "But I have to agree with the extremely drunk guy..."

"Whatever," Leah mutters.

You arrive at Paul Hall and use Derek's key card to get inside. You glance around him at Leah. "You know where his room is?"

"Yeah. It's on the ground floor...thank God...this way." She leads you down the hall and around a corner until you get to the room, and you fish Derek's keys out and push the door carefully open. Whoever his roommate is, he seems to be out. You and Leah maneuver Derek over to the bed and lay him down on it, where he sprawls out, nearly snoring already. You glance at Leah.

"Well...thank you, Luke," she mutters. "I'm sorry you had to leave the party early because of him..."

"No worries," you say easily. "You headed home too? I can walk you..."

"No, thanks," she says quietly. "I'm gonna get him tucked in and make sure he's actually sleeping and not...uh...passed out with **** poisoning. I think he'll be fine, but I want to stay a little while and make sure..."

"Want me to stay, then?" you offer. Leah shakes her head.

"No. You've done enough," she murmurs, dropping her eyes bashfully. "Thanks for...for all your help. I'll see you around, ok?"

"Ok." Somewhat reluctantly, you head out the door. You see Leah begin to pull the blankets out from under Derek's body so she can get them over him as the door closes behind you, then they're gone.

You wander out of Paul Hall and back to your own dorm, enjoying the cool night air but feeling vaguely frustrated - and still very weird about this whole school. You collapse into bed when you arrive, ignoring Terence's snores, and try to fall asleep. It takes a while...images of Leah's blushing face, interspersed with scenes from the orgy you witnessed, keep crossing your mind. Should you have taken part in the orgy? Who knows how often chances like that come along? Then again, maybe it's for the best that you didn't...you got to know Leah a little better, and she seems like she needs a friend...or direction...or something...

Thoughts swirling, you eventually drift off to sleep.