Re: Sebastian and Jules
Jules was sure had this been any other time in her life, people would start talking if they saw her dragging Sebastian upstairs to her bedroom. But given he was gay, there was no juicy gossip there, and she doubted Jasper would care, since he would be the one sleeping in her bed later. She looked back at him on the stairs, keeping her hand on his arm more to keep herself from falling down and breaking something, like her neck. Things felt a bit numb here and there, which she attributed to the alcohol. "Because if Jason comes home and finds his room a mess, he's going to be pissed off. Uh... I guess if he doesn't know who did what, it won't be a big deal. Like, what did you do in there?"
There was a time when Sebastian would have done this specifically to encourage the rumors, but now he just wanted to get high with a friend and it was kind of awesome that it could be Jules. “I wasn’t really planning on telling him it was me,” he snickered, holding onto the stair rail with his free hand. Stairs were hard now, something he’d realized when he’d come back down them after leaving Jason’s room. It was how he knew he should probably slow down on the alcohol. “Um, nothing horrible, I mean, just might’ve gotten cum on his bedspread?” There was no ‘might’ about it, but he found himself almost shy at the question, realizing that he’d never actually shared anything like this with anyone that he wasn’t involved with. It felt weird telling Greg, who might be grossed out, who couldn’t share with him because he was with Ophelia. Not that Sebastian was complaining. He wanted them to be happy, but he didn’t want to hear the details of that kind of happiness. “You don’t really want to know, do you?”
Jules wrinkled her nose at that, because she didn't want to think about that stuff on Jason's bed, his or anyone else's. "Oh, yuck! I mean no offense your bodily fluids or anything, but imagining it on Jason's bed is just icky. It's bad enough that I know he does that on his sheets." She gave an exaggerated shiver and led Sebastian down the hall to her bedroom. Inside she could see out her windows that it was starting to snow again, and she hoped the worst of it would wait until everyone went home. As much as she liked having parties, she really hated it when a ton of people crashed at her place, though she was sure it had to be better than if they tried to go home and got into an accident or something. Jules closed the door behind Bash, cutting some of the noise. "Who were you with though? That's the most important part." Because she really had no idea who else in school was gay, so she was super curious now.
“Then why did you ask?!” Sebastian laughed, his face turning red. “I’ll help you clean in the morning. Just let me sober up first.” If he’d been anywhere else, he might not have cared, but they were friends and he didn’t think that should be Jules’s responsibility. It was something else he hadn’t thought about, how she had to pick up after any random hookups, some of which probably didn’t take place in bedrooms. “Logan… I dunno his last name. Just Logan,” he grinned, feeling rather pleased with himself at the moment. “He mentioned he’s friends with Jasper? But I haven’t seen him around in a while. Didn’t know he was gay either.” Or bi. That was always possible and it didn’t necessarily matter. What did was that he was hot, and a good kisser, and knew how to use his hands. “Do you know him?”