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A jagged breath settled in his chest as the whiskey scorched it way into his blood stream. He couldn’t act like he didn’t know what he had signed up for when Keres had asked him to show up to a rager she was expected to grace with her pathetic boyfriend. It had been four days since his last taste and the prospect of getting another fill of her in her boyfriends presents was too sweet to turn down.
Standing against the wall, Scott’s eyes scanned the party - he’d made sure to arrive early to keep an eye out for the lithe blonde and to make sure he had enough alcohol in his system to not want to bash the annoying little pricks face in when, IF he tried talking to him. Scott’s temper was easily stoked and for some reason, although he had no interest in calling Keres his girlfriend, the possession over her and her body bore straight into his core. The idea of sharing her body, let alone her attention was enough to send him into blazes.
As the synchronized lights danced along to the loud house music, Scott grew impatient with waiting. Pulling his phone from his pocket, no notifications from Keres. Grabbing for the handle of whiskey, he sloshed the bottle to his lips taking another long draw - if she stood him up at this lame fucking college party…taking a deep breath as he pulled the bottle from his lips, his eyes settled on the doe eyes blonde from across the living room dance floor. Her eyes were transfixed on him as Elliot fist bumped a few people on the couch, her attention drawn away for a minute before her eyes cast back up to him.
He watched her, like a predator waiting for his opportunity - a few more shots, another rip of the communal joint and Elliot would be carefree and forget about keeping tabs on his minx of a girlfriend.
