Alex the Jock

Alex was a cool enough guy. Liked by most. He was basically the schools football star during his time there. Carried the team straight out of a rut and shit history. Never quite made it to states, but came close. And that was enough to make the school cheer and celebrate his name. And for whatever reason, the 6 foot muscular hunk was into you. You had no idea why either. You didn't particularly stand out with your achievements. But he was always being nice to you and letting you know his offer always stood if Mick ever left. So naturally he would have her on his radar. His text read....

"Heard Mick just headed off. Did he help you get your stuff into storage? If you have any heavy furniture, I got a truck and could help you move it."

The text was nice enough. But she couldn't shake the feeling this wasn't entirely chivalrous. He was a little too quick to message her. However, she did have a bed, clothing chest, Footlocker, and end table she needed to store away for now until she got her own place. That would be a nightmare to move on her own. And who knows, maybe he did just want to leave on good terms?