Sim dug his elbow more into Gray's spine when he started laughing. "I fucked your mom! I FUCKED YOUR MOM" he shouted, his legs flailing wildly.

Ginger was a distant memory, and perhaps Sim should have got his prorities straight and concentratedonthe half naked cheerleader and not wrestling his roomie, but he only thought these things after his leg had connected with Ginger and she was practically flung off the bed. Confused, he looked up, not remembering there being anything at the bottom of Gray's bed before his eyes grew wide. Had he just kicked a girl?

"Oh shit! Oh fuck, sorry Ginge" he apologised, grabbing her arm and turning himself upright. "Sorry sorry sorry" he repeated, trying to pull her into a hug.

Twisting around he gave Gray a worried look. "Look what you did" he snarled, still trying to wrap Ginger in a hug, or something.