Alec nodded slightly. "Now imagine knowing what his penis looks like and what face he makes when he cums. It makes class harder. So in my opinion, not fucking him was a good decision on your part." He didn't find it awkward most of the time. He'd found it awkward when he was eighteen. His first three years. But now, he slept with people he liked, with his friends. The awkwardness was a lot less because of that, because the next day, they didn't have to talk about sex. They could joke or hang out.
"I'm not going to do that," Alec said. He hadn't given much thought to it really, he wasn't much for thinking about his future, but even as he said it for the first time out loud, he knew it was true. He'd never go to the syndicate. "I'm not gonna fight against the people that took me in." Then quieter he added, "nobody else would. I didn't get adopted like a lot of these other foster kids here. I spent my entire life in foster care. And Willow brook was the first place that kept me. I'm good at fighting. I'm stuck here until I get killed." And god, what if he was stuck alone until then? He would drive himself insane. Goddamnit. Alec frowned.