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Rory seemed to pull away in disgust, disregarding Nick and his homemade chicken and rice. And of course, Davis had to walk in.

"Woah, woah, woah. Can you explain all the stomping?" Davis asked, using his thumb to point over his shoulder at the hall.

"Oh, shit, Matt.." She ran her fingers through her hair. "Oh my fucking God, Nick, why the hell did we do that?"

"I don't know." He scratched his head.

"For fucks sake, I have to find Matt!" Rory ran down the hall and descended the steps, where she saw Seth bitch at the now closed door that was Matt's.

"Are you fucking kidding me, bro? I now have to scrap that fucking clip because of you!" Seth rolled his eyes angrily and plop back down on the floor. "Hey, Ror, what's up with Matt? Usually at midnight he's not this active."

"Just.." she shook her head. "Stay put."

Aurora and Seth both heard the slamming of something against the wall and Rory quickly went to go see if he was fine.

"Matt?" she opened the door slowly. "Are you okay?"

"Am I fucking okay?" he snickered and she pressed against the door behind her. "You just fucking kissed Nick! Of course I'm not fucking okay!"

"Wait —" he furrowed his brows.

"No 'wait's, Rory," he looked away from her. "Just fucking go already."

She rolled her eyes and left through the door that lead outside to her car. Rory was mad at him for kicking her out, but on the inside she knew this whole thing was her fault.