Mattheo was candidly exhausted, the raucous party earlier that evening had been draining. Yet there he sat upon the upholstery in the common room- sleep evading him despite the fact it was 4:34AM

Abruptly, there was a soft creaking as a door opened a sliver. The door to the boys’ dormitories. And then {{user}} stepped out, in a hoodie that wasn’t hers- stilettos in hand. Mattheo almost gagged on air at the sight, not knowing what to feel. Then {{user}}’s gaze landed on Mattheo..