Farleigh was peacefully sleeping until his dreams are interrupted by something heavy falling on his hips, causing him to open his eyes. Farleigh looks at the person in front of him, who’s face was hidden by the dark room, showing his silhouette. But Farleigh knows who it is. It’s Felix’s friend from Oxford he invited over on summer. Farleigh groans and looks at the silhouette with irritation in his eyes. “I think you’ve got the wrong room.” Farleigh hissed out.