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Kendall stopped and looked over at Rose. Was she drunk? Maybe not drunk, but definitely not sober. Even more reason to make his escape while he still could. He ignored her swiveling in her seat and searching the crowd. Merlin, if Thomas was here too, Kendall was probably going to go off. He had just told him that he was to busy with Arrows stuff to go out for a drink. Tossing his money on the counter he went to stand only to be stopped by Rose. Tipsy Rose.

Wait, Octavius was here? Was Rose on a date? Kendall rolled his eyes and searched the crowd hoping he wasn't in sight, that he could easily slip away without feeling guilty at all. Kendall genuinely like Octavius. He was a nice guy, and most likely some sort of Saint. Most days he felt a bit bad for him, that he should probably tell him to run while he could because didn't he see the crazy in denial love thing Rose and Thomas had going on? But that was none of his business, now was it.

And that was also the exact problem he was having with Rose. Had she been Thomas' girlfriend and told him that it was best he not come over, that would be completely understandable. In that case she would outrank him. Kendall could respect a dating relationship. But she wasn't Thomas' girlfriend. Samantha was. Had he been in Rose's shoes, he certainly wouldn't have stopped her from coming over. In fact he most likely would have owled her right away. Because that is what best friends did. They certainly don't keep you out of the loop.

Kendall pursed his lips, shrugging away from Rose's hand. He had a drink or two as well, and his tact wasn't at its best level. "Thanks, but I think I'm going to go. You have fun with Octavius. I'm sure he doesn't want me crashing your date."