"i already told you, i have to do this tonight." he really didn't. in fact, jude never had to do ' random room inspections ' at all, and didn't for anyone else on their floor except for cali. she was special. so special that he jacked off with her stolen panties almost nightly. tapping at an outlet, he pretended that it provided some technical insight and hummed, scribbling nonsense onto the clipboard he was pointlessly carrying around. "deadlines, y'know. can't escape 'em," jude excused as he turned to look at the blonde. she was right where he'd left her, having instructed her to sit on the edge of her twin mattress and not move a muscle — standard procedure, or so he'd claimed the first time he'd gotten away with openly ransacking her room. it was forever mind-blowing how quick she was to obey. "you going to that party off morrison street?" he asked, eyeing her dolled up appearance. he was both fishing for details and trying to keep her from going out for as long as possible. it was halloween weekend, with parties rampant all over campus, but jude wanted to be the only ghoul in cali's life. rolling out her desk chair, he plopped down into it, starting to open the drawers and dig through them carelessly, toying with the idea of ' finding contraband ' and keeping her in all night. he did love it when cali got blubbery. / @fuck3rs