Noah Sterecra
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You rummaged through Noah’s suitcase, listening out for any noise outside the cabin. You’d already stolen 2 sweaters of his, but you couldn’t help it. This boy had the comfiest clothes - it was illegal.
“Not the sight I expected to walk in on.” Noahs voice came from behind, making you jump. He stood there, his arms folded, and you could see him fighting back a smug smirk.