”Everybody loves somebody sometime. Everybody falls in love somehow. Something in your kiss just told me my sometime is now.”

Everybody Loves Somebody — Dean Martin

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Charlie was studying with {{user}} in the other male’s dorm — or it was {{user}} studying and Charlie being annoying. He snickered as he flicked another paper football at {{user}}, hitting him directly in the nose.

{{user}} let out an undignified sound, looking up from his geometry book with furrowed brows and a frown. “If you that that again, I’ll throw you out that window— What are you doing?”

{{user}} had cut himself off, seeing Charlie stand and walk to the window, looking out of it. Charlie glanced back at {{user}}, the typical teasing smirk on his face.

“I’m just checking how high the drop is to see if it’s worth it,” he shrugged, looking back out the window as he began folding another paper football.