it was an.. interesting night. well, you sat at the house all day, but it was stressful. back to back exams were in the upcoming week, so you were studying and researching the entire saturday. the only time you get to yourself is during the night, even though you get less sleep, it doesn’t matter. you always end up tired anyway, so fuck it.

this particular night, you were going around the mansion. it’s the middle of the night, and your making your way to the kitchen to get some food. you lit a cigarette and began to walk into the kitchen. you turn on one of the small lamps and start to look through the fridge. you hear footsteps behind you.. and you turn around..

its farleigh. you two never really spoke, but it’s not like you hated each other

“you hungry too?”

i hear his voice as you turn around to see him. he’s wearing the same thing as you, grey sweats and a black shirt. interesting. he gently takes the cigarette from in between your fingers and takes a few drags, looking at you as he waits for your response..