Someone approaches Gwen

Izzy made a small noise of displeasure in her throat. She wasn’t in the mood to talk to Gwen.

Still… Izzy had been the one to invite her out, even knowing what Gwen was like. With a sigh, she started to move toward the cooler that her roommate was reaching into… but stopped when someone else made it there first.

One of the guys…

One of the hot, muscular, sweaty football guys…

He was talking to Gwen.

Well… shit. What? How the hell did this happen?

Izzy stared in their direction. Was this seriously how this day was going to go?! She’d invited Gwen mostly out of pity, had her plans derailed instantly as a result, and now her prude of a roommate was getting male attention instead?!

Gwen gave a ditzy little giggle at something the guy said—the kind that from any other girl would have been obvious flirtation. From Gwen… Izzy was pretty sure it was just an accident.

Izzy continued to watch them, seething with jealousy. That should be her over there, getting to flirt with a guy! That should be her getting the chance to try and convince him to plow her! That should be her… going off somewhere with him?

Gwen and the guy were walking away, just the two of them?! But… this was Gwen! There’s no way she’d actually be going off somewhere to fuck…

Was there?