21
WESTON
We closed the bar down with English’s friends.
I was just past tipsy, but Campbell was as drunk as I’d ever seen him. It was only because of Blaire all but holding him up that he made it back to his room at all. The rest of the band headed to our rooms in Percy Tower.
Nora waved at us. She’d stopped drinking hours ago, and she was the steadiest on her feet compared to everyone else. “Night, y’all.”
“Night, Nora,” Viv said, blowing her a kiss as Nora opened her door.
Nora’s gaze shifted to me before she disappeared into the room.
Viv wrapped an arm around my shoulders. “Hey now, don’t let Campbell see you doing that.”
“Doing what?” I asked, suddenly nervous.
“Looking at his sister like she’s a tasty snack.”
Santi laughed. “She is though. I’d hit that if I didn’t think Ca
