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Summer came to a crashing halt around Lennox and the next thing that he knew, he was back at Primrose in his same old dorm. There was a new batch of supernaturals flooding the halls, and plenty of opportunities for Lennox to find some hearts to break. He tossed the last bit of his belongings into the corner of the room and figured it was going to end up there eventually already. The bottle of Scottish whisky was the last to unpack, and meant to be shared with his roommate.

Bash might be a stuck up Englishman, but he was still able to enjoy some of the highland's finest.

Lennox placed the whisky on the side table between the two beds and laid back on his, absently scrolling through his phone waiting for Bash to turn back up. If he was a good boyfriend, he would be checking in with Andy and seeing how her summer went. If he was a really good boyfriend he wouldn't have spent the summer letting all of the local lasses peek under his kilt. He stretched his legs out, feeling relaxed after a run he went on earlier, a few laps around the United States and he was feeling comfortable.

Hearing the door open, Lennox closed his phone and looked over at his friend,
"Welcome back, brought back some whisky. See if you can keep up this time." He said with a grin. Whisky was a tricky drink between them, something about being back at Primrose, the particular brand of whisky that he always brought back, usually led them to sharing a bed for the night. Lennox still identified as heterosexual, but sometimes, a mouth was a mouth. Bash's was one of his favorites in particular.

"Good summer?" He asked, sitting up on his bed to better talk to his roommate.