“okay, i’ve got snacks and drinks. non-alcoholic, of course.” marie adjusted the pile of snacks on her nightstand, showing you where they were. “and a blanket, if you get cold.”

she stared at you, sitting on the floor with one of her textbooks. you’d barely looked up as she showed you all the stuff that was supposed to make you feel safe. as safe as you could in a strangers room all day, but she needed to go to class and keep up appearances.

she sat down next to you a inches from you. “i’m gonna need that back.” she tilted her head to see the chapter you were on. her hand almost reached out to take it when you looked up at her with pleading eyes. damn it. “b-but you can keep it for right now.“ she crossed her legs, watching you read for a while. “i could..tell you about that class.” was that insensitive? why would you want to know anything about the school you’d been trapped under? she got up and grabbed her backpack, readying herself to leave until you grabbed her wrist.