ataraxia, lorenzo berkshire

"four"

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oh dear.

he's vanished.

what kind of sex-ridden abyss had he and saskia fucked off to? quite literally.

is this his way of competing with me? cranking it up by deciding to bury his bruised, heavily inflated male ego in some bitches pussy?

it obviously was.

but what was i expecting? it's lorenzo berkshire, the heir of being the most hyper-sexual person in the entire school, if anything, i shouldn't be surprised.

if anything, i was still on edge since that minuscule staring contest me and him had, and i scolded myself for refusing to back down.

being stubborn sucks ass.

you know who else most definitely sucks ass? lorenzo berkshire.

quite literally, probably.

"it looks like you succeeded," theo said to me proudly, looking down at me, a playful glisten prominent in his irises.

"i'm surprised, i genuinely thought he'd start fucking her on the sofa out of pettiness; it's not like enzo to ditch a party in the early hours." i expressed, thinking long and hard, unraveling and processing the events that had already taken place under two hours of being here.

"yeah, odd. i'm sure he's fucking saskia relentlessly in our dorm, though." theo chuckled, scratching the back of his neck as he did so.

"let's go back to the others, being in the centre of these intoxicated children is like marinating in a human-powered sauna." i sighed, using the backside of my hand to wipe the remnants of sweat off my forehead.

theo grinned, before nodding approvingly at my statement, and began to walk over to the others, who'd during the duration of me and theo's makeout session, had consumed double, probably triple the volume of alcohol shots than before.

they're on the brink of being paralytic, as always.

"hey guys!," i rejoined the drunken circle of slouching teenagers, an enthusiastic skip and a chipper tone remained as i sat down in my previous seat, theo returning to his.

"where the fuck did you two go?" onyx spoke up, articulating her pointer finger amongst me and theo, a confrontational hint to her tone.

me and theo shared a short exchange, both ending with us grinning.

"hardcore drugs over where pansy was, didn't last long though, theo said he felt nauseous after inhaling one line of luna's muggle powder." i exaggerated, watching as theo's face morphed into an expression of gentle shock and realisation that i completely made that situation up  - that he obviously tried to conceal.

"seriously, theodore?" mattheo raised his eyebrows, a mocking look overtaking his usual cold expression, "we've done so many drugs before, why all of a sudden are you a cocaine lightweight?" he sneered, an amused look on his face.

"uh-," theo hesitated, i could obviously tell he was planning how to cuss me out for this later, his eyebrows knitted together in thought of a last-minute excuse.

"i'm tired, stayed up 'til 4AM doing snape's essay." he muttered, rolling his tongue on the inside of his cheek, awaiting theo's reply.

"right, okay." mattheo nodded, despite obviously not believing a single thing he uttered. it wasn't long before mattheo went back to whatever mattheo riddle does, and theo turned to me.