He wondered how long he would stay in Vegas. He had no plans, and really, it was Sunday night already. On the other hand, he had already made sure he would be able to graduate sooner. He had lost a whole month of classes; it would be hard to get back on the track again. And honestly, if he had to, he wouldn’t know if he really could handle college at that moment. It would be just too much, too soon. He was barely ready to go back to his previous relationships, let alone a whole college.
The guy who bought him a drink sat by his side. “I have no idea, man.” He answered, shrugging, because he also had been around and there was a concrete chance he knew the guy. “You do seem familiar. It could be the rum, though.” Because he had drunk- no, erase that, he had been drinking a whole lot since he left his house. He needed to forget his boredom, and forget his life, and that had always been a great way to cope with things.
Bellatrix was having fun, truth be told. That crazy, horny bisexual. Whe was having a blast in that club, and had made him spend a whole 100 dollars with a Russian stripper. He wouldn’t know how it would be to have a straight woman with him, or a gay man. Weeeeird. He drank some more. “I’m Liam.” He answered, very good-humouredly. “So, you always pay drinks to people you might know or is this a special night?” He asked, just making conversation.