it was the middle years of University and Atticus and Rory were sharing a dorm together since they had to live on campus. Rory’s special ED’s program had done what he needed it to and he didn’t have any weird impulses anymore like he did when he was younger, he just bites his nails sometimes. “hey Rory! What are you doing?” Atticus said as he walking into the dorm after a long day of school work.

he was in the kitchen area cooking some dinner for the two of them when Atticus walked through the door. “oh hey Atti. I’m just making dinner. It should be ready in about 30 minutes max.” he replied as he poured some oil into the pan and swished it around the pans bottom.