Loki tried to mask his anger at the bar, but wasn't very successful.
"Hey, Loki? You've kind of been glaring at that cabinet for the past five minutes." Fandral said timidly.
"What? Oh, sorry. So, er why did you move to New York?" Loki asked, attempting to restart the conversation.
"I don't know, I guess I just wanted a change in scenery. Plus, I got into this school, and how could I say no?" Fandral grinned.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. I'm from Chicago, and I feel the same way."
"I've never been there. What's it like?"
"Windy." Loki answered, taking a sip of his drink.
Fandral laughed, a bit too enthusiastically, and rested his hand on Loki's thigh. Loki wasn't too comfortable at the speed in which things were going, but he wanted, no, needed, to forget about Tony, so he just smiled.
Amora emerged wearing a black mini skirt, and a black blouse. The skirt was really short, which usually would've made Tony drool, but this time it only made him annoyed.
"Hey, Tony," Amora smiled.
"Amora, nice to see you again."
"I didn't think I would see you again, after the problem with your boyfriend." Amora remarked as they made their way to the campus bar, neither wanting to bother to drive anywhere.
Tony tensed at the last word. "Don't worry, that was just a one night thing." He lied.
Amora took Tony's hand. "Glad to hear." She whispered into his ear.
Throughout the evening, Fandral had been getting more handsy, probably due to the amount he was drinking. He'd made several suggestions to head back to Loki's room, all of which had been turned down. However, when Loki saw Amora and Tony enter, he abruptly stood up and pulled Fandral along with him, causing Tony to notice them and frown.
Loki decided that now, whatever happened with Fandral, he was going to go along with it, probably not his smartest idea, seeing as he'd noticed the condom in Fandral's wallet. But it wasn't as if Tony would behave any differently, and Loki had to remind himself of this as Fandral pushed him against the wall and attacked his mouth.
Amora was having the time of her life. She'd managed to get sufficiently drunk, and was partying hardcore. Tony cringed as she begun to dance, seeing as it was a bar and not a club.
"Amora?" He said, tapping her on the shoulder.
"Tony! Dance with me!" She said, starting to grind against him.
"Look, I think we should get you back to your dorm." He suggested.
She pouted at him. "You're ruining my fun."
Tony sighed, before he was interrupted by some random guy.
"Let her stay, she's entertaining us." The guy grinned, and proceeded to dance with Amora. Tony had given up by that point and just walked out, after telling Amora not to expect to go out with him again. It wasn't that she'd been to drunk, it was the fact that she wasn't Loki.
On this note, Tony decided that he had to talk to Loki, screw everything Natasha said, because he'd also lost a friend, not just a boyfriend.
As he approached Loki's door, he took a deep breath and knocked, assuming that Fandral had already left.
A few moments later, a shirtless Loki answered the door. Needless to say, it was sufficiently distracting for Tony.
"Stark? Stop staring, its weird." Loki greeted.
"I wasn't- Anyway, I thought I should come here and-" Tony was cut off when another person, wearing just a sheet walked out of Loki's bedroom.
"Loki, who's that- Ah, Tony, hey!" Fandral greeted warmly.
Loki watched as Tony's face fell, and his eyes darkened, before turning to Fandral. "Just a moment." He said, before shutting the door and standing outside with Tony.
Tony was furious. "You slept with him?" He whispered angrily.
"You slept with her?" Loki retorted, in reference to Amora.
"No, I didn't. I came straight from the bar to here, to apologize, only to have you already moved on from me."
"Oh, that's rich, coming from you." Loki spat. "It's usually the other way around, in case you hadn't noticed."
Tony glared at him, trying to avoid looking at his torso. "I had, but the time where it really mattered, I didn't."
"You didn't even talk to me, it's a bit too late for an apology." Loki said, seething.
"I tried! Your darling best friend wouldn't let me." Tony exclaimed.
"Don't bring Nat into this." Loki said sharply.
"At least I didn't bring Fandral in." Tony said.
"Why are you here? Aside from telling me how to live my life." Loki glared.
"I came to- actually, it doesn't matter any more. I hope you're happy with yourself." Tony said, walking away.
"You know what they say, Stark." Loki shouted after him, "If you love something, set it free."
Tony turned around with a slightly evil smirk. "To do that, Loki, I would've had to have loved you in the first place."
Loki sent him a pained look, before going back into his room.