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was around. And as Vincent had moved out of the dorms and in with his new fiancée the week prior, Gavin was now around a lot. I couldn’t face him, couldn’t even see Gavin without the feeling of guilt eating me alive. I felt an almost physical pain even being in the same room as him, so like any brave, moral person, I hid my shame, lied my ass off, and ran away every time he was around. My only saving grace was that Gavin wasn’t actually moving in. Even though he could have easily transferred rooms and he practically lived here now anyway, I’m assuming the guys didn’t want to give up their hanky-panky time. (See On-Campus Housing Contract Code of Conduct rule number twenty-seven: "Engaging in sexual relations of any kind