Pretty ugly

Cassie, Marissa, and Tony all followed Mitch up the stairs quickly. Mitch seemed to know exactly which room belonged to Jessica, and barged in with no hesitation. The three gazed into the chaotic scene in the room

"And I just wanted to get Louis home safe," thought Tony dejectedly.

Louis and, apparently, Jessica were tangled in the bedsheets of the room's only bed (still a queen's size), both clearly undressed and more or less spooning. Jessica was trying desperately to cover her boobs, though one was peeking out, a well rounded C cup. Her silky black hair was in disarray covering a defiant but worried face.

"Jess, with him? Seriously?" Mitch yelled raising his fists. "Who is this guy?"

"None of your business Mitch!" she yelled, staring daggers at her ex. "I told you, we're done!"

"We're done when I say we're done," Mitch said. "And not before. Your boytoy here is in for a beating!" He went to grab the bedsheets, ready to pull Louis out by his hair.

"Whoa dude, I don't know who you are, but the lady here and I were having a private moment, and -- hurgh!" Mitch sucker punched Louis in the stomach.

Louis was a decently built guy, but definitely preferred eating and drinking to exercise. He was a bro, but a lover-bro, not a fighter-bro. Mitch on the other hand, looked like he could be a soldier. Louis was not going to win this fight. Tony hesitated for only a moment, knowing he had to do something quick if he was going to save his friend.