Yes

Hank nodded at Sadie, and followed her to the elevator, then through the halls of her dorm building. When they made it to her dorm, she led him straight into her room, and started setting their food up at her desk rather than out on the kitchen island like Hank expected. He didnt question her, though, and politely sat where directed.

"How are you liking classes?" She asked before the silence stretched into awkwardness.

"Oh, I don't know yet. Intimidated."

Sadie smiled slightly and glanced over at Hank, her eyebrows pinching together with her amusement.

"How come?"

Hank explained to her how he was nervous about balancing his time, getting good grades, securing scholarships... He had never had much freedom before college, so now that everything was up to him he was very anxious. Sadie laughed not at his expense, but in that knowing way that said she knew where he was coming from. Instead of teasing him about it, or going into too much detail, she brought out a stash of liquor to make cocktails for their dinner.

"Oh. I didnt think you drank," Hank half mumbled

"I socialize." Sadie retorted, but there was no bite to her words.

Soon enough they were drinking and eating and having a nice time, just the two of them. When the food ran out, Sadie set her laptop up on her bed and invited Hank to watch something with her. They settled in separately at first, relaxing and drinking still, slowly getting closer and closer. The sunset was greeted with their empty liquor bottles and sleepy, cheeky, giggly demeanors. Sadie was laid partially on her side, propped up by pillows with her head craddled in one hand, and Hank laid along her torso with his cheek resting on her mostly flat chest. Her other hand slid onto his hip, and the blush on his face went deeper. He could feel his body aching with desire.

Sadie must've known how hot his blood was running, surely she could feel his heart pounding against his ribs. Surely she liked it, and wanted to tease him in that way. Surely thats why her fingertips snuck beneath the hem of his shirt, setting his skin on fire. She even lifted one of her legs, tucking the shin over his hip, her foot slowly and lightly rubbing down the side of his leg.

Hank could've passed out right there. He wasn't a virgin by any means, but he hadnt slept with anyone in well over a year, since he broke up with his ex boyfriend.