considering how terrible and gruelling your week has been you did not expect this to be the dorm you went too to seek distraction. Sawyer Hendricks dorm, your fellow squad mate. One of your best friends, that you had hooked up with early first year days and never again.

you waited almost impatiently, rolling back and forth on the balls of your feet. Face flushed. Eyes glassy. Breath heavy. The door opened to sawyer still pulling on his shirt, he paused and looked you over noticing something was different, or more so familiar.

“Hey…what are you doing…?” he murmured softly, holding the door.