Jason stormed out of the doors of the Veltman Lounge with a bottle of alcohol in his hand.
On setting his eyes on someone who was his teammate, roommate, and someone he had regarded as a close person though not quite his friend… going behind his back to have rodeos with the girl he was quite literally his girlfriend, Jason felt his blood rush to his head and cloud his judgement.
He had instinctively reached out and grabbed a bottle of alcohol that was still full and wanted to hurl it at Mylo and then pick up the shattered remains of the glass and use it to carve out millions of symbols of hate on Mylo.
These were some of the mildest thoughts that had appeared in Jason's head that moment, but he had suddenly heard a groan behind him and he had glanced behind him to see Sofia being roused from her alcohol-induced slumber.
