Where There's Smoke | Cartbastian + Cexi
"Who puts a desk at an angle?" Carter grumbled, tripping over his feet slightly as he moved to stand by the furniture in question. "Nevermind, I know who. My Dad. Because he's an asshole, and he knew moving my furniture would bug me juuust enough to where I couldn't leave it!"
He looked over to where Lexi was standing, making a face at his TA. "Lexi...That's my problem...I love a whole bunch of assholes," he stated, more blatant than if he had been completely sober. "Okay...Three...And I'm only in love with one asshole..."
His plan of one drink with Andy had turned into dinner, along with two more drinks apiece. Carter wasn't drunk, but he was in that pleasantly buzzed stage that made him lose any sort of filter he had. He'd probably regret that in the morning, but for now he felt great.
"I sent Seb a nipple pic, earlier," he said, switching subjects without any regards to how conversations normally worked. "Only one of the four, though. I'm gonna send him another one later. Who puts a desk at an angle, Lexiiiii?!"
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