* GINA +
it was not quite what she’d expected would happen, when she’d begged cas to pretend to date her for a bit, but gina couldn’t say she minded having him around. to be fair, they had always been friends, but they’d never hung out as much as they were doing lately, and it was very easy to be with him, something about how similar they were making gina feel relaxed around him in a way she wasn’t quite used to. “does that mean you were too high to pay attention to anything, or just, not doing anything fun?” gina asked with a chuckle, shifting in place so she could look at him from where she was sat on the bed, most of it covered with books since she’d been trying to finish an assignment when he’d come in. “i — well, i hung out with romy and annoyed the worst dude in the world until he had to decide between hitting a girl or walking away, that was fun,” she started saying, choosing to begin with the easier stuff. “mostly spent time with blake, to be honest,” she added, making it sound final. “oh, and i — i may have kissed dom. bit of a mistake, don’t have to worry about it, it was — you know, spur of the moment kinda thing. totally didn’t mean for it to happen.”
cas couldn’t help but think about how much easier this would’ve been to process if he was allowed to be jealous, like a normal person. “ romy’s fucking sexy. ” he spoke to deflect his own feelings, still mulling them over, sorting through them with a lack of expertise. technically there hadn’t been any rules established at the beginning of their hoax, so he had no room to be upset. there was no one stopping him from doing the exact same thing. loyalty to their fake relationship didn’t mean actually staying true. it was figurative. almost metaphorical. perhaps it was easier to understand when he thought of it from that perspective. “ actually, ” he took a deep breath, “ now that you mention dom that kinda makes sense. he uh, came up to me. confronted me, even. did you tell him we were doing coke ? ” it’s a question he already had the answer to, so he just continued. “ it wasn’t a fight, per se, but you wouldn’t have liked it. ” or maybe she would’ve. at this point, castor’s formulated idea of the kind of person gina was, was unraveling. and rightfully so. “ does he know we’re faking ? ”
