Faolen was nervous. He'd never been nervous on any other date with the pink girl, but now he felt nauseous and his stomach was doing triple back flips.

"Hey, you ok dude? You're looking as green as Elphaba." Noted Avaric.

"I'm fine." He said as he pulled on a white turtleneck.

Ok, here goes.

He stepped out of his dorm and jogged towards that of Elphaba and Galinda's. Faolen's stomach was doing quadruple spinning back kick flips as he knocked on the door. Galinda stepped out in a strapless white dress that cut off at her shins, and she was wearing her hair half way up.

"So, are we ready to go?"

Faolen was speechless.

"Are you ok?" Galinda started snapping her fingers in his face.

"Uh, fine, I'm good. You look great!"

Galinda couldn't help but let a small smile slip through as Faolen offered his arm and the two started walking to the restaurant in the light rain.

Alright, time to woo her with my gentlemanly manners…Thought Faolen as the entered the Gilded Truffle.

Faolen pulled a chair out and gestured to it. Galinda sat in it, and he tucked the chair in for her. Galinda felt her cheeks reddening.

Woah, déjà vu. Did this happen before? Thought Faolen to himself as he sat in his own chair.

"How was your day today?" Asked Faolen.

"Good." Came the curt reply.

Uh oh. I think I did something again.

Before he could say anything else, there was a flash of light.

Oz damn paparazzi, how long does it take for something to become old news? Wait, I could use this to my advantage…

He started to lean towards the girl in the white dress.

"What are you doing?"

"Uh, going with the flow?"

Galinda sighed, "You know we don't need to pretend kiss every time we see a reporter, right?"

"Well, what if I'm not pretending?" He asked as he started leaning forward again.

They were barely an inch apart when Galinda abruptly stood up.

I can't do this anymore.

"Lin?"

"I'm sorry, Faolen."

Faolen watched in shock as Galinda hurried out of the restaurant. He sat there for a good ten minutes, oblivious to the flashes of cameras photographing him, before finally stumbling out the doors and into the rain. The Blond walked around in a daze before he realized he was in the vicinity of the Drunken Pineapple.

Didn't we meet here…?

He weakly pulled the doors open and ordered a bottle of vodka, it came with a shot glass, but he ignored it. Faolen sat down and examined the place; it was more packed than usual. He opened the bottle, and as he looked around; a brunette in the corner got his eye.

Huh, a brunette, you know, maybe that's just me, but I like blondes better.

He continued looking around and his eyes met that of the girl sitting a few tables from him.

Her eyes are green. I don't like that shade of green. You know what's a nice colour for eyes? Blue.

Faolen scanned the pub once more, and saw a raven haired girl in a hot pink shirt.

I'm just going to go ahead and say it; only Galinda can pull off a pink of that shade.

The Blonde then took a long swig of the vodka, it dulled the pain. After two more bottles, the bartender kicked Faolen out of the bar. Drunk and disoriented, it took him three hours before he finally found his way to his dorm.

"HEY, LEMME IN!" He half shouted as he threw himself at the door.

"C'MON, IT'S COLD OUTSIDE!" Faolen started drunkenly slapping at the door.

Avaric opened it and Faolen fell into the dorm headfirst, landing on his face.

"Dude! It's two in the morning! What the hell is wrong with you?" Avaric was just about to kick Faolen in the stomach, but then he smelt the alcohol practically radiating from him.

"Heyyy Buddyyy..." He slurred with a goofy grin.

"Dude, you're wasted."

"Naww…"

Avaric noticed that his roommate's grey eyes were red and puffy.

"Faol, have you been crying?"

"No, I'm just drunk. That explains everything!" He slurred.

"You're a mess…come on let's get you cleaned up."

Avaric removed the drunken blonde's shoes and helped him change into his night clothes, it was slightly awkward, but he knew that Faolen would probably have done the same for him. Faolen collapsed into his bed, mumbling to himself.

"So what's the dealio?"

"I think Galinda broke up with me."

"Dude, what'd you do?"

"Nothing!"

"Come on, you did something. Did you flirt with another girl? Because trust me dude, I learned the hard way that women don't like that, that's why I only flirt with other girls when they're not there!" Said Avaric with a grin.

"I didn't do nut'ing!" Slurred Faolen, "And why are you trying to give me relationship advice? When was your last girlfriend?"

"Last week, bro!" Said Avaric indignantly.

"Uh huh, and how long did that last?"

"Four days."

"Mhm. And when was your last relationship before that?"

"A week before."

"And how long did that last?"

"Three days…"

"Well there you go then, I'm better off asking Fiyero for advice."

"Fine dude, I was just trying to help." Avaric flipped over on his bed so that Faolen was staring at his back.

"No, wait I'm sorry Av."

Avaric said nothing.

"Av? I have a question for you." Said Faolen suddenly much more coherent.

"Did you not hear yourself ten seconds ago? Go ask Fiyero your question bro."

"Seriously Av, hear me out. How do you know if you're in love?"

Avaric faced his roommate and frowned.

"I'm the guy who can't keep a relationship intact for more than a week dude." Said Avaric.

"Come on, man."

Avaric sighed.

"Well, me and Fiyero's got this theory see? It goes like this: You're in love if you can't help compare every other girl, and when you do, they just don't amount to her."

He tried to elaborate.

"See like, if you see a blonde and let's say she's a brunette, you'll go and be thinking 'You know what? That blonde would be much better off as a brunette.' You got me?"

"Oh my Oz, Avaric." Breathed Faolen, "I'm in love."

Yep. Faolen's been ungayified. Well what can I say? I got carried away! …and not just by balloon…oh come on, Fiyero gets Elphaba and leaves Galinda during their engagement party, that just plain makes me feel bad =[ Sad face.