When Kendall wakes up Stewy is still asleep on the other side of the king-sized bed. The girl from last night — he's slightly ashamed he can't remember her name — is gone. Kendall gets up, pulling on last night's clothes, and makes his way to the kitchen, still woozy from the drugs, memories coming back in flashes.
Stewy finds him in the kitchen not much later. Unlike Kendall he hasn't bothered to dress, apart from pulling on underwear.
"Hey," he greets Kendall.
"Hey." Kendall avoids his eyes. "Last night was wild. I can barely remember anything." He tries to sound convincing.
"Uh huh." Stewy doesn't sound convinced. Kendall turns away as a particularly graphic flashback intrudes.
"Where's, uh…" Kendall gestures vaguely.
"Suzanne? She had to go, early class."
"Right." Kendall thinks of Rava for some reason. They've been getting closer in their shared classes recently, he was this close to asking her out. What if she hears about last night?
"You okay?" Stewy asks finally.
"Yeah." Kendall shrugs. "I just, uh, never had a threesome before."
"You're kidding," says Stewy, then he laughs.
"You're such a prick," says Kendall, but he smiles, the tension broken.
"You would know after last night."
"Dude—"
"I'm just messing with you, man." Stewy comes over and pats Kendall on the shoulder. "What happens on molly stays on molly."
"Good, because you know, if this got out to the press. My dad would kill me. He already gives Rome hell for being 'faggy'."
"I won't say a word. Suzy won't either."
Kendall sighs and rakes a hand through his hair. "I need a shower."
Once he has showered and left Stewy eating pancakes, he walks aimlessly around campus until he spots Rava, just saying goodbye to a group of her friends. Suzy isn't in the crowd, to his relief.
"Hi," he greets her, summoning all the confidence he can muster.
"Hi, Ken." She smiles, giving him butterflies as always.
"So, uh, listen. Something happened last night, and I feel bad about it."
"Okay." Rava frowns, concerned.
"Stewy and I kind of… hooked up with this girl. Suzy, she's on our course. I just didn't want you to hear about it from anyone else. It didn't mean anything…"
"Why are you telling me this, Kendall?" Rava looks slightly hurt despite her words. "It's not like we're dating."
"I know, but last night made me realise that that's not what I want. I don't want casual, meaningless sex. I want it to be with someone I really like, like you."
Rava considers this, then smiles. "Is this your way of asking me on a date?"
"Yeah." Kendall realises he's never actually asked anyone out before. "Would you? Go on a date with me?"
"I'll think about it."
"Okay." Kendall nods, trying not to look too crushed.
"I'm fucking with you, Kendall. Of course I'll go on a date with you."
"Oh." He brightens. "Okay."
"Just tell Stewy I don't do threesomes, okay?" She starts to walk away from him.
Kendall is left smiling goofily to himself, then realises they haven't actually made plans.
"I'll call you!" he calls after her. She looks over her shoulder and smiles. Kendall can feel the hangover from last night fading already.