Steph looked around her sweater, feeling like this was probably not a conversation to have while she was fucking topless. Naturally, it was halfway down the roof. She slipped and skidded as she went to get it. Night brought mist which made the tile slick. But she managed.

Still pulling it over her head, she made her way back to Vax and crouched next to him. "I'm really sorry. I wasn't... Fuck. I hate this place. I...god, this has been happening all day. You'd think I'd figure it the fuck out."

But it had been Vax'ildan and she'd let herself believe when she knew better. When she knew he had a girlfriend who, let's be real Stephanie, was probably some kind of fucking gorgeous supermodel because that's what guys who looked like Vax'ildan dated.