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James was drunk, but also excited, and more than ready to see Cepheus. His team had won a big game -- a game that meant they were now vying for second or third in the league -- and they'd gone out celebrating after. James had sent a lot of pouty texts, trying to get Cepheus to come join him, but he'd been busy or something because he kept saying no, and James would have been put out about not being able to crawl all over Cepheus while he was celebrating, but that was fine. He just danced with a bunch of slutty girls and let them try and get his his pants, which were completely uninterested in letting them in.

"Gay and engaged," he hummed to himself, trying to fit his key in the door. The pictures on the blogs were going to be ridiculous. "En-gay-ged." James rattled the door open and fell into the flat, laughing to himself. "Pheeeeeeee, I'm a champion! Chaaaaaaampion! And I'm gaaaaaaay!"