Clint hated that asp. It scared the bloody shit out of him every time it appeared and this time wasn't any different. He jumped, sloshing some of his whisky over the side of his hand, frowning at the creepy pile of silver snake. The conversation that followed became more outrageous by the second and it wasn't long until he was choking on his own tongue at the outraged gasp, the demand that Flint let Bell have a go at him and the fact that he was her favorite. "Christ almighty," he laughed, shaking his head, watching Flint's stunned face with amusement. He had to admit, when Bell and Lexi got together, it turned into a rather spectacular time.
"Looks like the Gryffindor Golden Girl want's to slink down to the dungeons," he teased, laughing at Flint's face. Fucking hilarious. He smirked and took another shot. "Not that you could blame her. Lexi has a point. Sitting around Wood and the Weasley's probably has her going nuts. It'd drive me to drink. Or suicide. Who knows?"
Standing up, he threw some money down on the bar and yanked Marcus up by his jacket. "We're going to go find you a lovely little lion and a very naughty Ravenclaw who's causing more trouble than it's going to be worth." He was just drunk enough to think this was a good idea. Flint had wanted to shag Bell for as long as he could remember. It was more of a competition for him with Wood but to each their own.
Katie, meanwhile, was flushing red. She had no intention of ever sleeping with Marcus Flint. It's not like he'd even consider it and while she found him attractive, he was a giant pain the arse and she already had enough of those to deal with. She was up to her eyes in cocky, overly endowed males. She most definitely didn't need to add another to her repertoire.
"I'm going to kill you," she said, shooting Lexi a glare. "If they show up. You and I are no longer friends."
This was going to turn out horrible. She knew it. It was a train wreck waiting to happen. And yet. There was a part of her that more than anything wanted to see how this turned out. It was fairly insulting that her friend had just pimped her out to Marcus Flint, who, they all knew would do anything to make Oliver mad and this would push him over the edge.
Katie took a long drink. She wasn't so sure she could handle losing him forever. She still had some hope they'd get past this and that they'd find their way back. Not a lot of hope as she was currently livid with him but she might get over it one day.
"Well, well, well," Clint said, grinning down at the two very inebriated girls, glancing at Marcus. "Look what we have here." He slid in next to Lexi and threw an arm around her shoulders. "Looks like they started without us, Flint."
Katie turned red when she caught Flint's gaze and closed her eyes. "I hate my life."