You stumbled towards the door and outside.

You couldn't help but laugh.

"If they didn't want to be seen, they coulda used a stall." Tristan found the whole thing funny. You laughed too, but actually found it more arousing than anything else.

When Rory came out looking very flushed, you put out your cigarette and took off towards the apartment, not waiting for anyone. She looked like a mess, but it just made her seem very devil may care.

The tiny black dress was smoothed out and covering all of her assets again. You had always envied her perfect body. She had been one of those cheerleader types in high school, with the giant tits and the gleaming blond hair. You only knew that because she had shown you her year book one night when you were both super stoned.

She had obviously reinvented herself for college. You hadn't even realized she was a natural blond. She had religiously dyed her hair black since before you met in freshmen year. The collection of piercings and tattoos had grown steadily, but you had assumed it was just because she hit 18 at school.

"Happy New Year!" You laughed. She had to tell you everything. She did. You were kind of jealous, but not sure of what. You were pretty sure you didn't want to fuck in a filthy bathroom.

You did want to fuck. You also noticed that Hunter was not turning down his block to go home, so you were pretty sure everybody else in your group did too.