You two DO remember that there was someone else looking for you, right?

Part of you wants to just sit and unwind with Taylor. A larger part of you wants to start planning your escape from this trap. But most of you wants to go back to your room, and crash for a while. It was only two in the afternoon, but... Well, whether it was the sex, the ****, or the emotional crisis, you were pretty beat. When you say as much to Taylor, she just gives you an odd smile, and says that she should probably do the same. You're about to walk away, when she calls back to you...

"Hey, what should we tell Wyatt about all this?" Taylor asks.

"Wyatt?" You ask blankly, before your mind kicks back into gear.

Right! Wyatt! Your crush! Who was totally in on the whole "get rid of Ms. Devlin" plan! You had been about to just... Completely forget about telling him, now that you'd talked things out with Taylor. And that really wasn't fair to him, considering the situation.

...You'd totally written him off while you were with Ms. Devlin too, hadn't you? "Sisters before misters, I protected Taylor"? You... Weren't particularly proud of that now. You didn't regret it, exactly, Taylor did matter more, just... You should have tried harder. You shouldn't have just shrugged and moved on; now that you were out of there, it felt like you'd just left him to die without a second thought.

You shake your head, and clear your thoughts.

"...We should tell him that the pictures are with the Dean, but there have been complications," You settle on saying.

You're not entirely comfortable throwing him to the wolves again, but... Wyatt isn't Taylor. You like him, but you don't know him. You're not comfortable telling him about how you're going to be a regular visitor to the Kinky Succubus Club, and it could cause issues if you tell him that you're probably going to have to do some work for her.

You expected Taylor to disagree, but she just nods instead.

"A good call, I think," She replies, "What kind of complications?"

"The video's quality was pretty bad," You answer, "The Dean hopes she can use this, but there's a good chance Ms. Devlin could talk her way out of it. I'm going to hang around her a bit in hopes of getting a bit more evidence, but we're actively exploring alternative solutions. If you see him before me, warn him that a lot of students have been going into her office, and coming out without souls. I don't want him caught by her either."

You wish you could just call him, but Ms. Devlin kept your phone. Even once you got back to the dorm, you hadn't written his number down anywhere. You'd see him again, though, right?

At the moment... You really had to crash into sleep.