The door of your dorm was working perfect just a moment ago. Why did it suddenly jam when you were trying to head out? You weren’t even that upset about being late to dinner in the cafeteria- your main issue was how your best friend had been waiting for you for ten minutes now as you repeatedly kicked and slammed yourself against your door- plus, it surprised you that the flimsy, wooden door hadn’t broken yet.

“{{user}}? Ya alright in there?” Cater shouted, voice slightly muffled, and you couldn’t tell by his tone if he was concerned or amused. “You’re makin’ some noise, y’know. My ears are totes dying!”

You let out a huff at that (not that he could hear it)- he chose to stay and wait. This must be entertaining for him…

“I’m kidding~ you’ve been at it for long enough, lemme help.” Pausing to take a breath, you saw the door handle rattle as Cater tried to pull it open, knowing damn well it wouldn’t work. Idiot.

…Might as well try. You were too tired to keep body slamming the door. You put your hand on the handle and leaned against the stubborn piece of wood, trying to force it open that way. A moment passed, and right as you were about to give up, there was a sudden sound-

Click.

The door, which had stood its ground when you tried to kick it open, suddenly swung open with you still leaning on it. Without further warning, you closed your eyes, soon feeling yourself falling forwards… right onto your best friend.

When you opened your eyes, you were lying on his chest, him having dropped backwards onto the ground after the door opened. His seemed to have wrapped his arms around you on instinct, and you felt him breathing heavily after the sudden tumble.

“…H-hey, {{user}},” You heard him breathe out, entirely unlike himself, not making an effort to move as you stayed on top of him. He’s turning red… but it’s from the shock of the stumble, right?