Late that night, Dylan decided that Peter wouldn't be back in their room again that night, and he figured that this was probably a message. The two of them should pretend like the blowjob never happened and move on with their semester as normal roommates. Dylan grabbed a beer and settled down to watch some TV. Maybe he would go out to the bars a little later and try and meet a girl he could fuck. It was already 11 pm though, and he was worn out from two days' worth of ruminating.
