Cole knocked on your door and opened the door without you telling him he could come in. He had that smug smirk on his face as he closed the door behind him. He had a black sweater on with some dark blue jeans with his blonde hair parted down the middle, falling down the sides of his face like always.

“Whatca doing, New York?”

He said, flopping in an empty chair while you were studying at your desk. It was honestly weird that you were studying because it was winter break.